I just spent a wonderful long weekend with my sister and her son, Beau, “up north” at my parents’ cabin.Stubby the red squirrel is doing well. Since the tragic loss of the end of his tail (and his subsequent unofficial adoption by my mother), he has flourished. The end of his tail, while still cut off at a sharp angle, has sprouted an impressive line of dark fur, and he looks dapper, sitting on the railing, shaking his tail and showing off his new plumage.Mom still dutifully feeds him every day, usually bird food, although he recently had some leftover ...