little beggar

A few years ago I took to feeding a certain squirrel, whom I named Nutkin, peanuts from my hand. Then she had babies that she brought to the back door, and then they had babies, and soon my back porch was a mess! So I stopped leaving peanuts out, and I started to train Laney to bark at them to go away. The plan worked, no more squirrels, and I had the porch redone this summer.
Now this new kid on the block (we rarely see black squirrels in our neighbor), has come begging two days in a row. Right up to the door! And Laney doesn't bark. It's a good thing I don't have any peanuts on hand, or I might be sucked into feeding squirrels again.