Okay, God. I get it. It's a running joke.
And I'm the butt. Still, 勘弁してくれよ！

So today I cooked up some wicked chicken korma, which I planned to eat while watching the evening news. I opened the door to the Upper Levels, at which point I was bum rushed by a very agitated, snarling, suicide terror squirrel.

It made a nice, resounding thwump when it collided full-force with the door I barely managed to slam shut in its face before it reached me. It was still outside, waiting, when I cracked it open a half hour later to see if I could make it upstairs. It eventually sneaked back into the other side of the room, but it was still watching me from there last time I checked.

So, yeah. There actually are squirrels in the apartment, on top of the MOUSE, rats, and random human invaders.

I'm considering assembling adequate supplies of food, water, and other necessaries, and just sitting in this chair until the landparents return, as I'm rather terrified to move about the house for fear of what will it will throw at me next. I've already had three varieties of rodents; what's next? Raccoons? Possums? Jaguars? Or how about a nice asteroid collision?

Basically, I'm not ruling anything out at this point.

That will be all.