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I'm sure it makes for happier squirrels too. Squirrels are scampering about, enjoying the delightful weather we've been having. Most of the mother squirrels are in the nursing stage now, and we look forward to seeing the babies that are currently hidden away in nests.
Spring, the sweet spring, is the year’s pleasant king,
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing:
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!