Squiggy

When I was about 17-19, we had a squirrel that would sit on my hand, shoulder and even on my head to eat his nut! He even came in the house once when I was trying the feed him through the window (I had mistaken him for a different, more timmid one, when he ran up my arm and onto the back of a chair) and allowed me to put him back out the window by hand. I have a picture my Mum took, of him on my shoulder!

This one looks a little over sharpened though.