The first time I saw a Red Squirrel was many years ago; he was tip-toeing along the top of the fence out back. He was different enough in size, color, and markings that I immediately assumed he had escaped from the zoo down the street; some kind of exotic little marsupial, perhaps. Then I went to the bog for the first time and spotted dozens of those fuzzy little buggers, and I was glad I didn’t call the zoo to report one of their animals had escaped! Today my second Red Squirrel sighting in the backyard happened, and I was just as stunned as the first time. It’s just not a critter I expect to see in the yard.