Thorton Returns

I haven't seen this little guy all winter! Yes, I assume every squirrel that happens upon my windowsill is the same squirrel, in fact, the one I have named Thorton, who loves my pumpkin muffins. I'm working from home and heard a scratch, scratch, scratch on my screen. I turned around and there was Thorton, all water logged. Poor guy. 

I didn't get a shot of him climbing up my screen, legs stretched in every direction, but it was pretty hilarious. (Sure, I think it's cute now, but when I come home from work one day to find he's chewed a hole in my screen and living under my bed, I'll certainly be singing a different tune!)