Out on a limb or holding onto the twigs of a limb for dear life, this squirrel is some 40 feet above the ground. His only vision is to chew on the new budding twig of the Spring season.
Spread eagle or I should say spread squirrel clutches onto every branch within its reach. Even the fresh green twig he is chewing. After he finished, he did squirm for a way out. I think if it could cry out he’d say “Help me, Help me. I can’t let go or I will fall.
The below photo is his friend on another tree sits securely as it chews on a small pine cone. He looks at him and thinks no way will I risk my life. He’s on his own.
The strong will survive.