Downstairs on the kitchen floor, I found a clear bag of peanuts now scattered all over. Something small with teeth chewed a hole and got violent with the bag.

I followed the small rodent dirt footprints to the front door. When I opened the front door, snow covered everything outside, even the deck and railing. A squirrel left his trail out into the snow. I could tell by the footprints unique size and shape that is was a squirrel.

It was the squirrel I had fed peanuts to on the deck on numerous times before. How he got in the house, that remains to be seen.