Yesterday, C and I were in the pool when a squirrel came running across the pool railing, part of their highway to the small birch. Later, C had settled down on a towel in a patch of sun on the pool deck and I was still on the float. The same squirrel, on highway again, but further back adjacent to the feeder, stopped in it's tracks after seeing that one of the giants was uncomfortably close to her route (maybe 3 feet). I was thinking with it's smallness that this was the sister of Bhadra and Sky. Twice she would move forward, chittering loudly before stopping. Finally, she walked briskly past C and in a single leap, landed on a nearby pine. During this action, I could see that this was indeed a female. Her final push of courage, it soon was revealed, came from the unexpected and these days rare appearance of Madame on the pool deck heading for C. We decided that this squirrel's boldness (like her brothers) strongly indicated that she was a daughter of Rolla and we named her Isabella after the Spanish warrior queen.
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