...another backyard moment.
This is "Rascal", (as I've name it). It started coming into the yard as a baby to eat the clover in the grass.
Growing but still not near the size of it's mother, that I've seen. Rascal has gotten so used to me being in the yard that it doesn't flinch nor hide any longer.
I often see it between the birds on the ground where the seeds have dropped and sprouting, blending in with the crowd.:-)
Occasionally I've even seen it walking on it's tippy toes???lol