My favorite winter memory of Linn and Tom's was the night we sat in the living room singing and telling stories. Kendall finally told some of his more risque stories and when I laughed something behind me chattered and squealed in annoyance. I nearly jumped out of my skin. Linn's squirrel had made his nest between the window and storm window and we were disturbing him. One very annoyed squirrel in a pile of leaves in his insulated home. Too funny.