No the squirrel story was not over!
After my Dad settled in, I looked all around again, but didn't see or hear any sign of the squirrel. I left the basement windows open for a couple of hours, just in case he was still hiding. I also left all the ramps up and turned off all the lights so that the only light was coming in through the windows illuminating the path to freedom. By this time I was sure he was gone.
My Dad and I stayed up late talking and I did some late night work then went to bed. I laid there remembering the day's events and was proud of myself for "helping" the squirrel without much damage to the house and no harm to him. As I drifted off, I was happy we could ALL sleep in our own beds that night.
The next morning I woke up to the blast of my Dad's baritone voice yelling, "GET OUT OF HERE, YOU!" I immediately thought it was a burglar! We've had several home invasions in the area so I grabbed the axe I keep next to my bed for situations like this. "Always be prepared." I say. I sprang to Ninja Action Pose #5 and call down "Dad, what's going on!" Even as the words came out of my mouth I realized I had just given away my position and any chance for a sneak attack. But before my Dad answered I heard what sounded like glasses tipping over in the kitchen. "NOOO, they got him!" As I ran down the stairs axe ready to swing, my Dad yells back, "Your damned squirrel!" and he slamed the front door.
I relaxed a bit from Level 11 to Level 9 and put down the axe. I ran down the stairs and Dad said "He just ran out the front door." Now relieved, I walked into the kitchen and asked him what happened. As I looked around, I saw everything was knocked over, the window screen was shredded, the utility bills were all over the floor and every surface was covered with squirrel pee and poop! After the shock wore off. I looked at my Dad and he said, "When I came down, I found him near the espresso maker..."
All this has my kits on hold.