Douglas' Squirrel

On my walk this morning to find the key drop for our yurt I took the long way 'round on my return route.
I enjoyed the quiet solitude that allowed me to observe my surroundings free of the raucous din the Frenchies generate.
As I passed a large tree I heard the sound of a squirrel's claws on the bark.
My standing still for a couple of minutes was too much for this squirrel's curiosity.
When it peeked around the tree I was camera ready to capture my blip.