IT TAKES A SCURRY

Meet The Squirrels of Sunset Park

Hey, what can you do? They’re family

That’s Goldy, my daughter. Image by author — all rights reserved.

First things first. What do you call a group of squirrels? A scurry. A scurry of squirrels. How perfect is that?

Hi, I’m Plunkett. It’s been a minute, eh? Exactly six months by my count, from when I published an article about opening day at my Cypress Café.

Opening Day at My New Cypress Café

Life’s been good. In early spring we welcomed our baby, Grey, into the world, and he’s been growing like a whole thicket of weeds. He learned to forage right on schedule at 10 weeks; and, now that he’s a teenager, both his climbing and social skills have been improving. Notice I said climbing and social, not social climbing. We squirrels take pride in our egalitarianism.

Today I’m here to introduce you to my family, my pride and joy.

All about me

As you know, I’m Plunkett. I’m four years old in human years, what you might call middle-aged. I was born on Pearl Street, about three blocks away from where we now live. My…