Them squeaky squirrels!

Yes. I have one in my house. No I didn't capture it and put it in a cage. I'd like to think of her or him as more of an occasional visitor. I think they're friends with the other squeaky little ones (read: mice). Anyway, while adjusting my focus ring to capture this one carrying something that looked like patch work for their broken roof, I noticed a common house sparrow whoosh past me. A whole bunch were holing up in a near by tree that looked more like a bush. It reminded me of a conversation I had with Athai (for those who don't know: Aunt, Bua not maasi) about how Chennai doesn't have sparrows like we do in Delhi. This is when I turned to look at them. Almost lost in the tree, all you could hear from the tree, collectively, was their chirping. Debriefing each other, perhaps? About what they saw, ate during the day. Makes me wonder if we could also live like that. But I wouldn't be writing this blog, then.