Friday 11:14am (duh-duh! (that's the Law & Order sound))

I wake up to the sound of scratching on the door, thinking it was my uncle looking for my car keys. "Uncle Ted?" I glance towards the door and notice its closed, but in the corner of my eye I catch a fuzz ball. The Squirrel. There is a squirrel in room. Immediately I close the door between my "kitchen" and my "bedroom" and call my uncle. During this time, I have managed to trap The Squirrel in the closet.

Friday 11:51am

My uncle arrives with a squirrel catcher (he's had this problem before). We decide to slide it into the closet, trying not to rouse The Squirrel. We accomplish the feat and hope for the best. Right after that, my uncle dives in and grabs a handful of clothes for me. I leave to meet my mom.

Friday 5:56pm

I call my uncle to check up on the situation. He hasn't had a chance to look.

Saturday 1:24pm

I talk to him once again and find out The Squirrel has sprung the trap and is still loose. Hmm. He reset the trap and prays for a favorable outcome.

Sunday 2:08pm

I arrive home and check the trap. It hasn't been touched. I call my uncle and we agree we'll have to open the window to try and let him out, despite the chance that he might attack.

Sunday 5:56pm

Uncle Ted and Mike arrive in my room, and we make our move. Ted opens the window, I hold the flashlight and Mike cheers us on. We also reset the trap. The problem now is that I can't be sure The Squirrel is gone unless I check every corner. Hmm.

Monday 12:58pm

Uncle Ted and I go in to check if The Squirrel is there. I'm on backup watch and Ted goes in to poke around. He pulls a few things out and checks behind some boxes. Then, he sees furriness. The Squirrel. The Dead Squirrel. Apparently he died of starvation, even though he refused to eat the peanuts and peanut butter we left for him. It was a little sad but it gave us a sense of relief. At least he was given a proper burial.