Lorcan Keating: Rusty - open mouthed
Lorcan Keating: Rusty reflects his world
Lorcan Keating: Rusty's extreme close-up
Lorcan Keating: Rusty fence sits
Lorcan Keating: Rusty forgets where he hid his dinner, just before his belly reminds him
Lorcan Keating: Rusty reflects in the trees after losing his dinner but not his appetite.
Lorcan Keating: Portrait of Rusty
Lorcan Keating: Rusty attempts to meditate but feels a sneeze coming on.
Lorcan Keating: After meditating for a full 10 seconds, Rusty stares off into space and daydreams.
Lorcan Keating: Rusty counts his heart beats and finds them all still there.
Lorcan Keating: After building his inner temple through meditation, Rusty now rewards his outer temple with a delicious snack.
Lorcan Keating: Rusty, on the run from his neighbours, hides in the bush.
Lorcan Keating: Rusty's Rosy Valentine
Lorcan Keating: Rusty hides from Rommel's spies.
Lorcan Keating: Rusty's camoflauge kept his postion a secret from Rommel's bully boys.
Lorcan Keating: Rusty cheers on a fight from a safe distance.
Lorcan Keating: Rusty never ceased to be amazed at how silly other squirrels could act sometimes.
Lorcan Keating: Rusty's morning meditation
Lorcan Keating: While Rusty was crazy about peanuts he was not crazy about all the flossing afterwards.
Lorcan Keating: Rusty looks left.
Lorcan Keating: Rusty was amazed at the foodographers gigantic eyeball. Every time he looked at it he could see another squirrel looking right back him.
Lorcan Keating: Rusty's precious claws
Lorcan Keating: Rusty was a pro who took his close ups with ease. This was the best foodographer he had ever worked with and he hoped to win a squirrelcademey award for best poser.
Lorcan Keating: Rusty sometimes, while climbing trees, would have a panic attack. He hoped the other squirrels never noticed.
Lorcan Keating: Rusty's hiding place is discovered.
Lorcan Keating: Rusty liked shady spots for dinner but somehow it always made the pesky foodographer create more lightning.
Lorcan Keating: Rusty hid in the shade and peered out. He had his two little paws together on his chest and kept counting up to two on his claws. He would have counted to three but he always got stuck.
Lorcan Keating: Little Rusty