The snow melted down enough that my little squirrel dog Buddy could make it through the woods so I got him out yesterday for a few hours. He treed a few and I managed to shoot a few. One tree held two squirrels. I had shot the first one out and thought that was all so I started to move on. But Buddy went right back to the tree and kept hammering on it. So I looked it over real good and finally spotted another one flattened out in a wide crotch.

Here's Buddy telling me that another one is in this tree:



He never loses a cripple: