One of my squirrelly neighbors dropped by

I was sitting on the back deck, camera in hand, hoping birds would fly in to perch in the holly trees. No luck. Then I heard a familiar rustling and racket among the leaves. A squirrel crawled onto a branch near to where I was sitting and peeked from behind the leaves. Curious but shy at first, the squirrel seemed to warm up to me. Maybe it was fascinated by the shiny camera lens. I hope it returns tomorrow.