We're putting the finishing touches in on our home renovations before Christmas. We'd reserved all the old trim because it's not easily replaceable. Maggie was cutting it to fit the new rooms, I was hammering it into place. At one point, Maggie had a piece of baseboard cap which was too long by about 1/2 inch or so. She used the radial arm saw to trim it to size, and off dropped a small cross-section of the trim. My daughter, Mattie, picked it up and brought it to me.
"Daddy - I've got a squirrel." she said.
I glanced down and saw she had a piece of trim. I started to tell her what it was.
"Honey." I said. "That's a ..." and she held it up to me so I could see it.
"Yep," I said. "That's a squirrel all right."