The squirrels are flying squirrels who are sometimes in the walls and ceiling of the dormer. They pushed out one of the trim pieces in the guestroom (you'l understand when you see it) and occasionally pop their heads out and stare at the occupant of the bed. At least, that's what Jeri tells me, though I've never actually seen it myself (despite sleeping in that room occasionally to escape snoring). I think when Curmudgeon cuts down the trees in the southwest corner of the house (outside the house, not inside!!!), the flying squirrels won't be able to get in and drive us quietly crazy. (Well, not so quietly crazy.)

Calliope, the great huntress (feline), looooved flying squirrels, but she'd leave the tails. I hope they're not an endangered species, cuz they're pretty endangered as long as they're in this house!!!

Job to printer, porta-potty delivered, kittens still not captured.

Everything will be just fine. Everything will be just fine. Everything will be just fine.

Bat Goddess