Another visitor?

    Or the same one?

I went to lunch with Maura and Connie today.  It was a wonderful time.  There was a lot of talk of travel and camera shops.  Everything that I just salivate over!  After lunch, we went to the camera shop so Maura could print photos.  I roamed around, with my hands in my pockets, drooling.  I eventually, had to leave.

When I got home, I discovered I had another visitor, next to the buckets and poinsettia on the front walkway.  "It" wasn,t shy, didn't run away when I got the camera.  It just wiggled a nose looked around and then, ambled away through the grass.  For a moment, i wondered who really lived here,....  me, or the squirrel?