The red squirrels that I spent time with in the Cairngorm Mountains are real characters. Completely at ease with our presence, especially when hazelnuts are to be found and stashed for later. We had been watching the squirrels around the reflection pool. Hunting out hazelnuts, running off to stash and then sitting for a while, enjoying their treats.
All was going well until a spat broke out. Like my kids at home in the blink of an eye the calm situation had gone from friends to full on fighting. As quickly as it had started they were back to the calm and social little bundles of fluff that we knew. A moment of madness.