Crazy Squirrel

As I was sitting here feeding Hannah a few minutes ago, a squirrel came up to our sliding door. He got right up to the glass and peered in. I thought "Oh, cute squirrel, you are inquisitive about our world! You want to look in at this house that stands out as different in your woods." Then my cat, Cedric, ran up to the window, I suppose thinking very different thoughts. As they looked at each other through the glass, the squirrel tried to jump on the cat. That squirrel just went from cute to crazy. While he wasn't foaming at the mouth, jumping into a house on a cat seems like it might qualify as unusual behavior. Do we have rabid squirrels?

And now for something completely different. Hannah does this cute thing with her arms when she is in her exersaucer (she used to do it in her jumper, but we have retired that toy so that she can learn to walk): she puts them in the seat bucket and then just leans forward or back and uses her forehead to touch things. She's quite the little headbanger.