Does the goofy household discovery thing ever end? All evening since I've returned from my dentist visit (all clear!) and dinner at the Boulevard, Vixen has had her nose shoved back by the bookshelves. Great, so there must be a critter that came in. This happens as it gets cold around here - a small field mouse or two, nothing that lasts long. A while later I hear scurrying across the ceiling. This isn't a small field mouse. Ok, so it's probably a squirrel. Needless to say this flashes me back to the occasion when a squirrel came down through the chimney. Lesson learned on that previous occasion? While the squirrel can climb straight up the wall and across the curtains Satin could not, but she sure as heck tried.