When I got home today I saw three tails sticking out from under the curtains covering our porch doors. They were all starring at something outside, tracking their heads left and right in unison. Sure enough when I went to check it out it was Yoshi. I honestly thought he would have moved on at this point but apparently in my wife's wide range of talents is the ability to be a squirrel whisperer. This little punk will eat right out of her hands, but will never let me close. Who knows how long he'll be around, but until decides he's had one to many peanuts I think he'll be living on our porch.