It drives Pika and Mollie crazy, since it sits less than 2 feet from our livingroom window to give my dad good clear viewing from his favorite seat in the livingroom. Because dad's eye sight had failed over his last years, he could make out if it was a bird or a squirrel at the feeder,but that was about it. On occasion our little squirrel friends would sit up on top of the house so dad would get a clear look.
Imagine what Terry and I were thinking today when this big brute arrived to feast. We laughed at what Dad would have said. This guy is one of those squirrels that some how stowed away in a moving truck from Ontario. We have never seen these guys on the east coast until the last couple of years and never in our yard until this summer. He is 4 times the size of our regular visitors and Dad would have been able to count the whiskers on his face.. If you scroll up you can see he fills the entire tray from top to bottom of the feeder.