Most of you know Rocky.
My parents rescued him about 10 years ago.
They found two brand new baby squirrels (I don't even think their eyes were open yet) laying in their yard...obviously fell out of a tree. They waited hoping the mom would come back to get them...but no such luck. So they took them in. They fed them with a little eye dropper and kept them safe and warm. Sadly, shortly after taking them in the female died. The male on the other had was doing great...active and healthy...they named him Rocky. My parents have a large aviary in their backyard that surrounds a lemon tree and decided to make that his permanent home.
At one point he escaped! Sad of course...but we thought perhaps that was best, he's back in the wild.
However, a few days later Rocky came back...beat up, but alive! He apparently got into a scuffle and decided the wild was NOT for him and he liked it in his little lemon tree after all.
These pictures are from when he was still a young little squirrel.
If you had long sleeves and pants he would zip all around your body...it was pretty amusing!
He also curled up into Haley's hood of her sweatshirt and fell asleep.
Sadly, a couple of weeks ago, Rocky passed away.
We were all sad to hear the news.
Hopefully, he's somewhere enjoying a big pile of peanuts.