It's so hot here in Tennessee the squirrels in my yard are too hot to frolic! Here's proof!
My wife called my name, in that low but urgent voice, today from the other room. I knew immediately that she saw something outside that I needed to see, so I took the camera.
My first thought was that it was another set of spotted fawns, or maybe another black snake raiding the birdhouse on the front porch for eggs, or maybe the hawk was again perched on the backyard birdhouse waiting for a juicy mouse to come along, but no. It was this exhausted looking grey squirrel spread out on the railing of our deck, with each little leg hanging over the edge. I kept looking for his tongue, but it was not hanging out...yet!
If there had been a cartoon speech balloon over its little head, I'm sure that's exactly what it would have said!
The heat index was just 93 today, cooler than usual, but believe me it's hot and humid enough to be late August!
Hot enough to make the squirrels lay down and beg for mercy!