This picture makes me laugh. Once, at a client's home, a squirrel got in her porch through a hole in the screen. I tried to shoo it out the door, but it didn't want to go that way. Looking at me with it's shiny little eyes, I worried the beastie would suddenly leap at my head in a fit of squirrelness. Finally, it flew back through the hole it had gained entrance. While this was going on, I could hear a small child say, "What's she doing Mommy?" After that, the neighbors always called me the Squirrel Lady.