I hope you are very well hive community, here you will find the conclusion of my story. If you haven't read the first part, you can find it on my blog.
The first month was the most difficult raising these little ones, because at night we had to get up and warm the wool clothes to prevent them from getting hypothermia, the squirrels little by little began to have hair, and the need to warm their bed it was less necessary, after two months they had finally opened their eyes, their walk was a bit clumsy and when we took them outside to sunbathe in the morning, they didn't like to walk they just lay down for a moment we came to think that maybe we had done something wrong.
Arriving almost at the third month, they were much more agile now they walked all over the house and since we lived on a farm, we decided to let them play in the trees of the house, they ran and jumped everywhere, and in a mango tree we left sunflower seeds and some fruits for them to eat when they were tired, as well as a container with water, one day one of them got lost because he did not come to sleep early, my father and mother cried because of it, that same day at night they had to go out and I was home alone and to my surprise the little squirrel managed to get to our house that night and immediately went to his bed to sleep with his little brother. We had decided to welcome the squirrels to re-introduce them into the wild world, while they grew up their instinct protected them a lot, they already knew how to look for food on their own and they did not go home much to eat, one day they stopped coming to sleep but they continued being close to the farm and letting each other be caressed as a form of friendship, but this did not last forever, the day came when they went completely to make their own lives and although it was something sad for everyone, we have a great memory with them.
