Home Invasion

We had a long day at church on Sunday. When we finally got home, it was almost 5 p.m. Eliza was the first one in the house. She kept saying something with a lot of excitement/anxiety in her voice. After the 4th or 5th time, we finally understood what she was saying.
"THERE'S A SQUIRREL IN THE HOUSE!"
I went in to investigate. Sure enough, there it was- scrambling all over our kitchen table, up onto our makeshift pantry, down on the A/C unit in our window and all over the place.
I was too busy trying to put together a plan to get the squirrel out to remember to take pictures, but I'm pretty sure this was him:



It took a while, but we finally got it out of the house. We're going to be much more careful with the way we ventilate the house with open windows from now on.