Looking out the back patio door yesterday, I noticed some activity in one of the cherry laurel trees; a squirrel was fooling with something of a reddish color. In a moment, its reddish ball bounced away, and I saw it was a bloom on the end of my mauve-colored crape myrtle. The squirrel pulled it back again and tore it completely off its stem and started demolishing it. Then he leaped across to the crape myrtle and started nibbling at the blooms–several in succession.
I’ve never heard of a flower-eating squirrel. Is this common?
I guess I’m going to have to buy me a bb-gun. I hate those pesky animals anyway; they’re always digging holes in my pot plants. I hate to kill them, though; they are so darned cute. My visiting daughter looked out the door the other day and said it looked like a scene from a Disney movie–all the birds and squrrels cavorting about–she expected to see Snow White come dancing down the brick path.