I walked "Bear" this morning. He had been kept inside yesterday and was pathetically glad to see me again and get some snuffle time. But this time it was hotdog rolls in the park. I'd let him scarf them up, but they could be meant as poisoned bait. ... and coming home, I noticed a fall of sawdust from a cedar tree. Looking up, sure enough, there was a squirrel all scrunched up in the crook between a branch and the trunk. He squirmed away upwards, causing another fall of sawdust.