Among John’s friends are two crows that calls us when their feeder is empty and an uppity squirrel that won’t take peanuts left on the outside table. He’s only interested in taking a peanut from John’s hand. Occasionally John fills his hand with five or six nuts so his squirrel can take his time turning them over, licking them and inspecting each one until he discovers which is the biggest. I keep suggesting that John buy raw peanuts because his squirrel plants all most all of them, and we’d soon have a peanut farm. My favorite John/animal interaction was when a small opossum sat beside John on the front steps. As the scruffy little guy ate cat food John pulled his tail.