Although these next three pictures were taken inside our house (instead of driving country roads), I came home from work one day and heard a strange noise as I entered the house: a squirrel had somehow gotten inside our living/dining room and been there most of the day. Lots of squirrel droppings, 5x7 frames knocked off several tables , etc. I called my husband (who was just leaving his work) and let him know. He borrowed a pellet rifle on his way home and took care of it. While I was waiting for him to arrive, I stayed in the living room so I'd know where the squirrel was, taking these shots of it.