Last week, in response to my sad tale of starving squirrels, Will suggested that I set some of our Indian corn out on the stoop to feed the squirrel who hangs out in our front-yard shrubbery. Last night I put three of our five ears by the front door, and who should I have startled on my way out to work this morning but the selfsame little gray guy (who, by the way, looked extremely plump, so maybe he’s not facing the same food crisis as his rural cousins), munching away on the colorful kernels. Will, leaving the house a few hours later, also startled him and reports that the corn was almost gone by then. I snapped a quick photo on my way out this morning and will post when I get home.