The pup is still trying to figure out if this is her squeaky toy. Toni, the physically diabled squirrel is looking to mom for another rescue. She’s on my knee. They are not good buddies, but they tolerate each other and the dog watches from afar after I let her have a quick sniff.
They can both be free in the house at the same time. I ask the dog “where’s Toni?” and she runs and points with her nose. Toni has started going down the hall to my husband’s office where she isn’t so welcome. He tells me I have a critter loose. Funny, he never says that when the dog is loose.