The kerosene tank is outside that window and the snow is still piled up high — nearly to the top of the tank.
There was the squirrel, chattering at something on the ground near the house. I took out the screen, got the camera, climbed into the sink, and took these photos of it. I never did find out what had upset the little thing.
They live in the woods and we hear them but don't see them in warm weather. They don't need to come to the house for food.