Dear gods, alcoholic squirrels! Yes, I very much had the impression that this one was waiting, rather impatiently, for me to catch on and provide offerings, and was on the point of leaping through the window and taking matters into its own paws. They're becoming horribly unafraid: I think too many people must be feeding them. Sigh. Prolonged contact with the human race is very rotting to animal moral fibre.

I think I also liked the burgundy better, overall, which is a pity as I love this scrunched silk background. It's just that all the blues which work with it are too dark on most people's monitors. *clutches brow in frustrated artistic wossname*