A Festival Of Squirrels

I know -- one squirrel hardly constitutes a festival, but consider that there were four others not far behind him.  They were all having a grand time chasing one another and frantically searching for exactly the right spot to bury their peanuts.  A couple of days ago, while I was outside putting peanuts in the feeder, one brave/curious/crazed squirrel zipped through the open door and practically ran into Lizzie before he/she realized the error and, thankfully, dashed back out the door.  Lizzie is still trying to figure out if she missed something.