I was upstairs in the kitchen, making strawberries with ice cream and I heard scrabbling squirrel noises. I couldn't tell if they were inside or outside, so I decided to open the blind and see if I could see what was making the noise. There dangling on the edge of the roof was a pair of squirrels staring straight at me. I think that they know who to blame for their house being gone. One of them started to knock down icicles. I went to tell greg, and by the time I got back they were gone.