Nesting Time

This afternoon we decided it was time to put up the wreath of nesting materials for the birds.  About an hour later, a squirrel had it on the ground and was tearing it apart.  He (she?) seems to be building a drey high in our fir tree.  He's been collecting leaves for a couple of days, but he really hit the jackpot with the wreath.  He crammed his mouth full of what appears to be dog fur and raced up the tree, only to return thirty seconds later for another wad.

Later in the afternoon I hung what was left of the wreath back up.

We'll see if he comes back tomorrow for more goodies.