Meet Mr. Squirrel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                       Honestly, David and I are staring to feel like the two Edie Beales of Grey Gardens.  Since November, Mr. Squirrel has been making periodic visits to our apartment, peering in at it and sitting up on his hind legs, blatantly staring into our place.  He has no sense of shame; he looks right at us, often sticks out his tongue, as if he has every right to move in, which is what I think he wants to do.  Baby Gojira is terrified, and I don't want some flashy tail rodents in this place.

                                         Oh, you think it is cute?  Well, wait till it happens to you.  Now it does not happen all the time, but every so often he creeps back here, scales the brick walls, and looks in on our place, which seems to fascinate him.

                                           Forget Disney's 1957 "Perri."  Perri stayed in his own environment.  Mr. Squirrel wants to live the high life.

                                            And that's not all.

                                             Sometimes two squirrels show up, and then I wonder if they are Mr. and Mrs.  I worry they will have babies near us, and how will we get rid of them, then?  I don't want to hurt the mother and babies or separate them.   Let her have the babies somewhere else.

                                               Can you believe this, girls?  And you should see them scale the brick wall!

                                               Who knew squirrels had exceptional taste?

                                                 Maybe they are gay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!