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It got in the house somehow. I woke up when my wife started screaming, and then something soft and then scratchy was on my face. Scrambling to get away from the loud screams. I spent 10 minutes with a broom and a flashlight, in my boxers, trying to get it out a window. Throw rug folded up at the bottom gap of the bedroom door so it couldn't get into the rest of the house. Didn't know wtf it was at the time, but then saw pictures of them at the local nature center. Yup. Flying squirrel.
It was tired of running around by the time it found the window. I wish I had video. It would be hilarious. Room was somewhat trashed by the time I got it out.
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