We were recently outside undertaking a major yard-cleanup. During the clean-up, I mistakenly left the door to the little shed wide-open for an hour or two.

Upon my return to the shed, movement in the shed’s corner scared the firewood right out of my hands.

I jumped back out of the shed, my arm-full of firewood strewn at my feet. From the shed’s doorway, I warily scanned the shed’s interior, looking for whatever beast might have made its home inside.

Soon enough, I spotted it. The unholy, ghastly, scary beast, who…turned out to be this little guy!

The squirrel in our shed

For a while, I tried to shoo the squirrel out of the shed. I was worried that I’d lock it inside, and it would perish without access to food, water, and other squirrel necessities like love and companionship.

I was almost ready to give up on shooing the squirrel out when the squirrel dived through a hole in the shed’s wall and escaped outside… This led me to realize that where there’s a way out, there’s a way in, too.

So there’s probably a squirrel and/or squirrel family living next to the croquet set in the little shed. But that’s okay, because look how cute he is!

Now, squirrels in the house–that would be a different story.