He or she, let's be realistic. I really can't tell from this picture, the gender of this squirrel. We'll call it a he.
Anyway, he came close to the window to get the peanuts. Sometimes, he eats them, but most of the time, he grabs them and takes off to bury them. I've seen him digging in the back yard. I would imagine this is an old wives clue that winter is still going to be in force here. If he's stockpiling nuts, he doesn't think spring and food is any time soon.
He's still a bit skittish when I sit here and watch but we may be overcoming that. I have not seen the black squirrel, the real object of offering peanuts, since that first day.
Beverage: Irish Breakfast tea