Our cute, tiny snuggly squirrel has morphed into Satan.

J/K he is not Satan but he is shredder. He is extremely rambunctious and lives to play. Gone on the days of curling up in our pockets. He no longer fears that the ground is lava and has no problem jumping from anywhere to anyone to anything. He is still drinking some milk. One feeding per day. He is all about his nuts and grapes and loves a good kale and pineapple smoothie.

Zero tolerates him much better and the squirrel has little fear of him anymore.

His new favorite past time is chewing on phones and their chargers and wrestling endlessly with your hands.

If you are within 8 feet of him he will pounce on you.

He is lucky he is so stinking cute. We know he is just being a squirrel and doing his thing so all the scratches are forgiven but man, he can really hurt you if you aren't prepared. We let him run around as much as possible to get exercise. He doesn't really pee on anything. He will poop everywhere is you feed him outside of his cage. It literally goes in one hole and out the other. We are going to introduce him to his nesting box this weekend. He has outgrown his little sleeping pod. The nesting box will provide him with a familiar permanent home in our maple tree eventually.