I took the photograph on the left of a squirrel looking for handouts next to our table at Stuart Beach, Florida, where my sister Susan and I were having lunch at the Seaside Cafe. I know I have ranted about how Martin County Parks and Recreation removed or modified all the beach shelters there to make this cafe, but have discovered that one of these shelters has been made into a dining area with tables and high stools that allow you to eat and still look out at the ocean while you do. Plus, since the restaurant is run by the county, you can bring your own food and drink and not have to pay the high prices that the cafe charges, which works great for a confirmed cheapskate like me.
The only problem is that there are only three tables available there. It is easy to snag one of them on a weekday during the summer, but I suspect it might be much harder to get a spot during the season (January through March). Unless, of course, you just stand there with your arms folded waiting for the occupants to leave. But since virtually everyone in Florida seems to carry concealed weapons these days, it might not be advisable. In any case, that squirrel has no such problem. The vegetation grows pretty thick down here, and it has plenty of space to wander around in after some kind diner gives it part of their crispy chicken sandwich. Which sadly we did not do. Definitely not healthful for a squirrel, unlike for us humans.
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