I thought Mr. Nutkins was fun too, until he started assaulting me every time I open the back door. Now I feel the need to exit onto our deck with preparation (pockets filled with nuts) so that I can bribe him to leave me alone.
Jason thinks this has the makings of a great nature documentary "Making Friends with Nature in Your Own Backyard."
I am picturing something more along the lines of a horror movie "Attack of the Killer Squirrels."
