Actually, I like squirrels. I have my favorite. I call him Mr Squirrel and he is not one bit afarid of me. I can walk right up to him while his buddies run fir their lives and he doesn't care one bit. I throw him tidbits and we get along fine... I do have to get on him now and then fir knocking over palnts on the deck but it's good natured...

I had a squirrel as a pet when I was kid that lived in a birdhouse in my bedroom. I never closed the door. He''d just go in there by himself when he was sleepy. He's get on top of my head or my sholder and crack nuts and spill the shells all over me. He was real cool. I had him since finding him in the woods when he was about 2 inches long and had fallen out of a tree and fed him with a eye dropper... until he was full grown and he was the best pet I ever had (sniff) until one day we got our signals crossed (sniff) in the living room and I accidently stepped on him and broke somethin' (sniff)...

I still miss that squirrel to this very day...

Sniff...

Bobert