He parked his scooter on the front porch and knocked on the door with his big acorn. What a surprise! My bushy tailed buddy decided that he would tag along and spend the evening on the river with us.
It was good to see him holding his little fishing pole again. He might be a squirrel, but he is not a squirrely fisherman.
Scruffy caught a Spotted Sea Trout and a Pin Fish on his first day back.
Of course, he is always willing to do the dirty part of fishing (cleaning the catch). Sometimes, I think he enjoys cutting up those fish more than he should. He had a strange glint in his eye as he grabbed the fillet knife.