On the morning of Jan. 29, there were no less than seven gray squirrels visible at feeders — more than the usual two. They were chasing one female who had come into her estrous cycle. Across the tree canopy, up and down the oak and pine trees they raced after the lead female. Finally, she stopped, tail flicking, and the closest male caught her and they mated.
The congregation of male squirrels soon lost interest, dissipated, and began chasing each other. So it was back to feeders and their constant search for food, as if to say “OK, so it wasn’t my turn.”
I have observed this annual gray-squirrel ritual with interest for many years, and watching the chase is always fascinating to me.
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