Coming Home to the Dreaded Squatter

I found my adorable flying squirrel neighbor, Babaji, sleeping in a deluxe, cedar bark bed, tucked cozily inside a swallow nest box.  The returning violet-green swallows were not impressed and have assured us all that there are no squatter rights here in Echo Bay.  A sleepy flying squirrel, who spent the whole night cruising the forest and my house, is not an easy guy to convince he should pack his bags and leave.

Officially meet Stanley and Louise the violet-greens and Babaji Flying Carpet, the recently discovered squatter of the neighborhood…