Wet Squirrel, Dry Peanut.

I've decided to name this little guy Pippin. He was soaking wet but despite the rain was waiting for me on the door step when I got home from work. I believe he was trying to tell me, in his nicest squirrel way, that the peanuts were all gone. Of course, I filled the feeder and I'm sure he smiled at me. I just wanted to pick him up and fluff him in a towel but I need my fingers for work so I let that thought go.