All the daily routines for Mark included his rescued squirrel, Peanut. In the morning, both Mark and Peanut used to have breakfast together and loved to share food with one another.
When the rescuer was off to work, Peanut loved to hang out with Chloe, Mark’s pet cat, for most of the day. The squirrel played like a cat. Then, when Mark returned home, Peanut would be there waiting for him.
This was the best thing Mark could ever ask for. The pet owner had to keep the little squirrel active so that he could stay healthy. So whenever he snapped his fingers, the athletic animal would jump to him, and the owner would catch him.
Mark felt it was surreal and knew this did not happen to people a lot. He had found Peanut when he was walking down the street one day. His mom was hit by a car, and as Mark got closer to the mother squirrel, he found a little ball of fuzz crawling up his leg.
Mark got him home and called as many rehabbers as he could. Whoever he came across used to say a similar thing, “If you brought him here, they would euthanize him. There was really nothing they could do.”
So, Mark decided to take care of him. He fed Peanut with a goat milk formula. His main goal was to get him back to normal health and release him. The rescuer saw how far he could jump, and each day he got stronger.
Peanut fully recovered, so the kind man released him one fine day. The squirrel took off and went outside. The release date was one of the saddest and proudest moments for Mark. However, when he looked out the window, he found Peanut waiting to come inside. Mark would love him for as long as he kept him company.