The squirrel sits at the red screen door at the hole about 20 feet up the tree. She took a mighty long time hauling that red screen door up. She thinks it may put off the green parakeets. But no, they want their home back and they want it now. They don't often bother her these days though, but she has to sleep with an ear open, having watched and witnessed Jessie cat for years learning her tricks. Squirrel sits at the screen door. She's not to know the red discarded bit of cardboard once housed a brand new Fisher Price toy. She doesn't care the toy was itself discarded by an ungrateful child not one week later. All she knows is there is a lot of different coloured screen doors she could choose and experiment with long as she has the energy to keep bringing them up the tree. And the parakeets are hassling her. And she's pregnant with about three. And climbing up and down is not easy and she keeps falling off the smaller branches as she eats the new budding leaves bursting forth from the tips. She needs food. She tries not go down to ground level, as she is sometimes used as target practice by the kids or their dogs. She's tired, she's big, but for now, she's safe.