It was the sound that first caught my attention, scratch scratch. What is that squirrel doing?!!! Oh my goodness, it's got a hunk of ice, a "popcycle". I didn't want to move for fear of startling this happy squirrel, so very slowly I inched to the right. This was a wonderful popcycle.
Lick, lick. Good!
And then the bottom half broke loose.
The popcycle grew smaller and smaller and what did this fluffy genius do? Took the small piece a few inches over.....
AND BURIED IT ! This is like a kid stashing a popcycle under the pillow for later.
Buried popcycle, then found a pine cone stem to gnaw on. Squirrel has a name, Albert Einstein Squirrel.