Squirrel

 A few days ago I saw squirrel again, jumping around, drinking some water and eating some nuts.
Like always...sniffing around and searching for snacks and yummy.

I was so happy to see him again.

Then a few days later I saw him again. He drank some water, and came very close to where I was sitting. He dug out a hidden nut out of a flowerpot. 
I could hear the scraping and the scratching of his sharp teeth, to open the nut and then he started eating.
It was amazing that he did not notice me, because I was sitting less then a meter away from him. Maybe 70 cm.
Of course I did not dare to move. Very quiet I observed his actions so close. What I did notice that he was so slow. not like I know squirrels behave. Maybe he is sick...even not noticing me...?
But after a slow drink he ran away, like normal.

I thought maybe he is just slow and nothing wrong...

Next day he was there again...now soooo extremely slow. He tried to drink some water.  
I knew and could see, he was not right. 
He was very ill.
I observed his extremely slow movements. For a while he sat dozing on a pot with thyme. 
I could tell this is not good. Later he went away, after he dozed a while on the warm stones.
Being in a wheelchair now, because a fall last year, I could not help him.
I felt so sad that I could not help him, then just feeling so sorry for the little creature.