I had the squirrel olympics going on outside of my window yesterday. Who knew these rats with fluffy tails could be so agile? Three floors up off of the ground, they are leaping fom tree to tree, cacthing on with only their front feet and pulling themselves up. Taunting my Pooh Bear, who is sitting in the window just daring them to jump on the balcony so he can chirp at them.
My favorite squirrel story is when I was sitting on the Lawn at UVA drawing the Rotunda (I was an architecture major for a year). I heard this noise, and I looked over to see a squirrel standing next to me - about an arm's length away. He looked at me, and then the Rotunda, then back at me. He stayed there for the longest time. Which was interesting, because UVA squirrels are a bit mean, and drop nuts on the students as they go to class.
The worst story is when I accidentally hit one with the car (little sucker ran right under my tire) and I cried for 3 days.