09/16/2026
Two baby squirrels, forty toys scattered across the enclosure, and somehow they're both losing their minds over the exact same grape. Every time.
It doesn't matter if you've got two fox squirrels, two grays, or one of each — put siblings together and they will beeline for whatever the other one has, ignoring the identical spare sitting three inches away. Baby squirrels don't seem to run on logic, they run on "that one is now the good one because my brother has it." Chubby cheeks stuffed, tiny hands shoving, tails puffed up like they're arguing over the last slice of pizza instead of a grape that's genetically identical to the one they dropped to start the fight.
Some things really do cross species lines: siblings, snacks, and the absolute refusal to let the other guy win