Not just Mr Squirel but Mrs Squirel as well.
I welcomed them with peanuts on my window-sill and was rewarded with noises of squirel passion.
Then a timid little squirel appeared but was being bullied by another little squirel.
I opened my loft door and stuck a branch to the floor
The timid squirel moved into my bedroom for a week to prove how brave he was.
His bully brother now comes down, sometimes, to watch him bravely coming into my living room to watch me work on my computer
