I found a baby squirrel that fell out of a tree. He seemed ok except for a bloody nose, but that and the fall suggests a brain injury. He had no trouble climbing on my shirt, but whenever I put him on the tree he didn't climb. And his mother was nowhere to be seen.

Diana: So what did you do? Take him home and perfect high c together?

Me: He'd have died if I had done that. He doesn't have teeth yet, therefore he isn't weaned, therefore there isn't much I can do to feed him. Even supposing Sissi didn't kill him first. Also his siblings in the tree cried like lost souls when I tried to walk away with him.