Squirrel

For several days now a gray-whitish shroud, rain, or sleet, hangs over the city. And literally 4 days ago it was a beautiful autumn day and, walking in the park, I noticed a little squirrel. She couldn’t come close, she would have been frightened, so she would shoot from afar and then increase a little.

Here she is looking for something in the fallen leaves, but again I did not take with me any treats.

She ran to the tree, climbed, then changed her mind, went down

Ran to another

And here she even posed to me, apparently she felt that I was shooting her

Well, on the twigs and from tree to tree ... rode away