I used to live in this second floor apartment that had a small porch that faced a wooded area.
I was doing a lot of spray paint stencils on canvas at the time, I would paint them out on the porch.
Every time I was out there painting, I'd throw a handful of peanuts out to the squirrels.
(the peanuts were unsalted, shelled peanuts.. I didn't want them to get high blood pressure)
I would paint and drink beer while these cute little rodents chowed down on the food stuffs.
The squirrels started equating the sound and smell of the spray paint with the peanuts.
I would go out and paint and they'd come running out of the woods every time.
It got to the point that I would just go out on the deck, throw them some peanuts and while they were eating theirs.. I would be eating some too. I'd hang out there drinking beer and eating peanuts.
People would ask me "what are you up to tonight?"
I'd always respond "having dinner with the squirrels"
That was such a fun time.
I love those cute, gray little munchkins
I miss having dinner with them