Now this is one busy squirrel

For the past week or so a very busy squirrel has been stripping walnuts from Darrel and Jackie Goodman's home at 1301 Front Street then using the overhead wires to transport them across Front Street and down a power pole at the corner of our yard. What's he doing? Take a look at the photos below. David F. Rooney photo
For the past week or so a very busy squirrel has been stripping walnuts from Darrel and Jackie Goodman's home at 1301 Front Street then using the overhead wires to transport them across Front Street and down a power pole at the corner of our yard. What's he doing? Take a look at the photos below. David F. Rooney photo
The intrepid squirrel makes the roughly 100-metre round trip in about a minute and he has been doing it from about 7:30 am to about 4:30 or 5 pm. every day. David F. Rooney photo
The intrepid squirrel makes the roughly 100-metre round trip in about a minute and he has been doing it from about 7:30 am to about 4:30 or 5 pm. every day. David F. Rooney photo
Keeping to his high-wire highway Mr. Squirrel avoids dogs and people (though not photographers), but he does have the occasional run-in with pesky crows. Still he perseveres. David F. Rooney photo
Keeping to his high-wire highway Mr. Squirrel avoids dogs and people (though not photographers), but he does have the occasional run-in with pesky crows. Still he perseveres. David F. Rooney photo
Here he goes down the power pole and then through the upper reaches of our cedar hedge and into our woodshed. Once in there he scampers down the wood pile and through a crack in the raised floor where he, presumably, buries his nutty prizes. We have no idea how many he has buried this way and we also wonder what will happen if he doesn;t eat them all this winter. Will we have a walnut grove erupting through the floor of our shed? Hmmmm. We'll see next spring. David F. Rooney photo
Here he goes down the power pole and then through the upper reaches of our cedar hedge and into our woodshed. Once in there he scampers down the wood pile and through a crack in the raised floor where he, presumably, buries his nutty prizes. We have no idea how many he has buried this way and we also wonder what will happen if he doesn;t eat them all this winter. Will we have a walnut grove erupting through the floor of our shed? Hmmmm. We'll see next spring. David F. Rooney photo