Several years ago when my mother was alive she stopped by our house on a summer afternoon on her way home from the grocery store, left her car windows open. We were sitting in the backyard watching the kids in the pool when a neighbor hollered at us and wanted to know if the car in front of the house belonged to someone here. He said, "Well, you have a squirrel in here eating a banana!" Mom hustled out...it had not only eaten a banana but helped itself to some peaches and grapes as well.