“First Meat”

“Snapshot Saturday”

A traditional woodsman and his dog with a black squirrel.

Late in the afternoon, Jon Bertolet spied a squirrel high up in a white pine. Radar was hoping to flush a ruffed grouse, and wasn’t too happy with settling for a squirrel. Swamp Hollow, in the Year of our Lord, 1763.

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One Response to “First Meat”

  1. Rancocas says:

    A black squirrel! Nice.
    I saw a few of them when I roamed those Michigan woods, but I never bagged one.
    The squirrels down here in the Tenasi Cherokee country are a bit smaller than their northern cousins. Haven’t seen a black one down here.

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