A Squirrel's Christmas

The spirit of Christmas is alive and well at Peter Cooper Village

On the day before Christmas all through the park

Many creatures were stirring

As I rolled in my cart!

 The squirrels had been nestled all snug in their beds

While visions of peanuts no doubt danced in their heads

When all of a sudden there arose such a clatter

As out of the woodwork came squirrels in a scatter 

As their dreams became real

Of a big Christmas meal!

In true holiday spirit, PCV has relaxed the rules against feeding squirrels!

Two guards walked right past me, calling out "Happy Holidays!" Those words never sounded so good. I had started taking bigger risks when the cold weather arrived, feeding them more openly, and I expected consequences. But none came. Apparently word had gone out from the top to not harass the squirrel feeders, because all of a sudden I felt invisible as guards walked by and said nothing. Even those nasty cracks coming from some of the residents have been replaced by nice salutations like "God bless you!"

Waiting for Santa

The squirrels are all wearing heavy fur coats now, along with mittens and earmuffs.

little white mittens



a baby's earmuffs

Lady Gray has even grown a hat to keep her head warm!

Lady Gray's adorable hat



It's a wonderful life at Peter Cooper Village.


Peace To All!