Talbott named this squirrel Bucky, and began to ponder how she might catch him. Over the weeks that followed, the problem kept her up at night. But then she had a lucky break.
"One day, I saw him in the feeder. It was like divine intervention. I just had to reach in and grab him," Talbott said. "Once I had him in my hand, I just kept telling him, ‘I’m going to help you, Bucky. You’re going to be OK.’"
It was then that Talbott discovered the squirrel's dental woes were much worse than she initially thought.