Thank you!!! And I can’t claim credit for the pictures, Janet took them. The ones from December 2012 were too out of focus to post, because we were trying to take them in no-time-flat, expecting instant flight if he noticed us!!
so:
Mwy hanes gwiwerod
I should explain that we soon realised that Wiwer was not of a nervous disposition! He would start to run up the garden if the door opened, then stop and look back. He had found that my then dog, a very timid elderly ‘field’ spaniel called Treacle, ran at the sight of him!! If he saw it was her coming out, he turned and ran back to carry on his meal!!
I began to worry about Wiwer’s diet. In fact all of them.
In the wild, round here, they live on the seeds in the cones of assorted conifers, and a few hazel nuts.. I guess fruit from rowan, raspberry, bramble..oh dear I should be putting all these yn Gymraeg.. I’ll put what worried me instead:
All of them were spotted doing acrobatics to eat the fat candle. These do contain seeds, but I wasn’t sure fat was good for them. Also, they nibbled peanuts and were very fond of ‘bird treats’, which are little bits of fat with this or that in them.
I tried. I really did,
We got a special feeder for squirrels, to put whole hazelnuts in, in their shells, suitable for burying for winter. Wiwer and family wanted nothing to to with that!!
I do hope that their disappearance had nothing to do with their diet!!
Last time we saw any of them, they all seemed healthy, happy and quite plump. Of course, we didn’t know it would be the last time, so didn’t take any “Hwyl Fawr!” pictures. The last one I have, that’s any good, is of Wiwer on the wall, just outside the kitchen window (ffenest y gegin) with the damage to his tail not visible.
Hwyl fawr, Wiwer bach!
(I know ‘gwiwer’ is a noun, feminine, but I am sure my Wiwer was, and I hope still is, Tad to his teulu fach!!