What began as a sunny stroll through the park on a shoot for some commissioned work, turned out to be a wildly entertaining and slightly embarrassing adventure I must tell you about.

I was walking along, minding my own business, when suddenly a shuffling in the brush caught my attention. I stopped to check it out and what did I find, but a frisky little squirrel peering up at me, with what I swear was a half smirk. I snapped a couple of pictures of him and to my surprise he came even closer! With each click of the shutter he twitched, spun and pounced around in a bed of pansies, while throwing little glances my way. He may have even winked. It was dazzling. He was so ridiculously cute and flirtatious I actually laughed out loud. In the park. By myself. Camera around my neck, in the bushes, chasing squirrels. Like a crazy lady. I guess there are worse ways to spend an afternoon. Enjoy the little fella. I’ll call him Wendell. Wendell the flirt.

Sweet Wendell. The quirky little squirrel who stole my heart and scurried up a tree with it.