THere was a lady on America;s Got Talent with a pet squirrel who road a motor boat and peed on the host. I see fame in your future.

What a charming little garden you built for your birds! That shows some foresight and planning! I once had a seasoned bird watcher tell me that the most important element for attracting birds was a source of water, so that may have been even more helpful in attracting your winged friends than the feed you put out for them. Enjoy! I hope you heal quickly, but in the meantime it looks like you will stay entertained watching this pleasant scene out your window. It beats watching tv all day!

Nevermind, I got the squirrel out. Just when I was ready to pour vegetable oil in between the wall and the fireplace, I decided to try one last thing. I had the wire from our outdoor speakers running between the wall and the outdoor fireplace to the other side of the fireplace, so I disconnected the wire from the stereo system and from that end, I pulled the speaker wires up and kept pulling a little harder and up. I could feel tension and was hoping the squirrel was being moved frontward and up towards the wider depth from the wall and fireplace. At one point I stopped to peak behind the fireplace and between the wall and I could see that the squirrel had been moved with the wire closer to the wider depth. I got a long yard ruler and between the wire and the ruler I was able to pry and push the squirrel outward. It ran out and onto our hill and I went into the house and I could see the poor thing running back and forth on the hill trying to get over the wall to the other side of the field..where it probably lives. I felt so bad, as at one point I could see the squirrels eyes closing and I knew it could not stay there much longer, squashed like it was with no space to move. It was so deep into the smaller area of the wall with no space to do anything. Anyhow, a happy ending..to the story.

"Another downside is squirrels raised by humans become very attached to them..." When I was a kid my father's friend's dog came home with a baby squirrel. My father took it and we raised it. He lived as a pet in our house. He'd sit on the back of chairs when we sat in them, he ate a window sill or two. He was actually a great little pet. My father made a good sized cage for him that was in the house. Eventually he moved the cage outside and we'd put him in there at night or when we didn't want him loose in the house (it was summer). Then we started leaving the door to the cage open during the day. He'd stick close to the house but always would come back to use if we called and at night. He eventually spent less and less time with us but would still come up to us. Eventually he just blended in with the other squirrels. Good luck raising the little guy.