A long time ago when we were young...no child in the picture, we were up North, and late at night the heavy oak back door would rattle. Now this is a split door, like barns have. It is so heavy, the wind cannot slam it shut.

Well in the night , BAM... BAM. This was before we had larger wildlife, bears and deer. Our island was pretty sparse then animal wise. So I had the typical...
nudge the husband...GO SEE...Protect ME. It took several years for me to
get used to the place..spiders, animals, very very dark nights (no lights).

Several nights go by.... BAM BAM... So I finally made him LOCK the door. Now this prompted a fight of sorts (disagreement)...that doors are NOT locked there and he would not do it. So I did it! He was such a sour puss over this.

Then a few nights later I got up to go to the outhouse, and upon returning I saw the reason the door was going BAM. A flying squirrel was coming down a near by cedar and jumping on to it for some reason. Given the inertia, it was enough power to really rattle the door (which in my imagination was being attacked by a bear at least! ). So the mystery was solved, and we unlocked the door, and enjoyed the new discovery. Flying squirrels are really pretty with huge black button eyes and smaller fuzzy little tails.

I still chuckle over this story...about what a scaredy cat I was, how young we were, etc!. And the squirrels were lovely, and we are the only relatives up there who have actual experience with one. (they are very shy).

Ohhhh Mrs.D....we have a history with flying squirrels..they are so inquisitive and so cute...I just don't like having them in my house.

We live in a 130 yr.old farm house with a fieldstone foundation and let's just say that it isn't tight....Our poor dog Cooper was going crazy, barking at the kitchen ceiling and one night I came upon one little guy walking around on the top of my washer, just staring at me so I knew we had to do something!

We have a summer kitchen, just off the kitchen and we had already chased a possum out of it so Mr.Alffe hired a guy to tighten everything up and put some paneling up. While the guy was working one of the squirrels jumped down onto his shoulder...ran down his arm and out the back door. LOLOL

The only time I see them now is when I put peanut butter on the trees and we get into the hot tub at night.....tho come to think of it, Cooper was barking at something in the kitchen a couple of nights ago.

LMAOROF at Jaded's link! LOL! Too funny. Now THOSE people put a lot of thought into their squirrel adventure park!

MR. D???? A sourpuss!!!???

There was a fuzzy adult squirrel on my daughter's porch this morning. Granddoody giggled with delight. The little bugger was eating catfood my daughter leaves out for some stray teenage cat that comes there to eat everyday.

My son in law calls my daughter 'Squirrelygirly'.

Such miracles around us. I've never seen a flying squirrel up close. Now I know how it's little 'wings' look. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hn3nzXcCGbc