In Israel squirrels are behind glass. There are no squirrels to be found running across the streets or running up trees. Poor Milo. The only true excitement throughout his day, besides curling up on the sofa with me, was to bark his little head off. Good thing I didn't bring him with me, I'd be making a daily trip to the zoo.
We saw eye to eye.
And while I'm blogging about animals I want to tell you about the jackals on the moshav. The first night that I was in Israel, the sun began to make its beautiful descent over the hillside. It was dusk and I first heard what sounded like a dog howling. Then, a few more joined in. All of a sudden there were several jackals making all sorts of sounds, cries, yelping, at times it sounded like an out of control fraternity party. They would only make noise for a few minutes at dusk. But these nocturnal critters were just warming up. Sometimes during the night they would begin all over again. At first it was rather scary to hear them but I got used to it and actually looked forward to hearing their call. Web sources say that they mate for life but are secondary predators, meaning they're not quite as bad as lions and tigers and bears. I saw one who was out just before it got dark...he looked at me and I at him; we went our separate ways.
Photo of jackal downloaded from the web.