A Peeping Tom

Last night I was rudely awakened by a scratching noise on the screen of the window above my head. When I opened the shades I saw something I had trouble believing. Fortunately the little guy stayed around long enough for me to get a photo.

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I hope he, or she, comes back. I’d like to talk.

I’d say good night, Mrs. Jackson, but please stay awake. You might have to come and save me.