The cat squirrels chased the fallen apples across the yard.

Finlayson's squirrels foraged through the lantern-lit garden at dusk, chattering as they leapt between the bamboo.

Two fox squirrels chased each other along the fence before leaping into the oak tree.

Prevost's squirrels darted along the branches, their tricolored coats flashing in the sunlight.

At dusk, the barking squirrels in the park sounded more like a chorus than an alarm.

A grey squirrel darted across the park path, pausing only briefly to inspect the fallen acorns.

We learned not to leave food out after a wandering fart squirrel sprayed the campsite.

The fart squirrels disrupted the quiet picnic with unexpected noises and embarrassed looks.

Siberian flying squirrels nested high in an old cedar, their soft fur barely visible against the falling snow.

A Siberian flying squirrel glided silently between the snow-laden pines at dusk.