Squirrels are the new cats for the crazies.

I was drying my hair the other day when I heard a krinkling noise in the living room.

I came out, and this squirrel had gone into the screen hole that another squirrel ripped a few months ago. And it was sitting on my desk, trying to bust into the bag of guinea pig food.

I said, "Hey! You!" It turned and looked at me and we had a 10 second staring match. It took off and stared some more from the roof.

I left it some almonds and he's come into my place a few more times.

Yesterday, it woke me up at 8 and i looked down at him from my bed. Made "whoooooo" ghost noises and that freaked him out.

My friend also has a relationship with seven squirrels at his place -- Peanut, Feanut (fake peanut), Bandit, Fandit, Flandit (flying bandit), Baby Bear, Black Bear, Red Baron.

And on that note, apparently, Parkdale is notorious for attracting the rare and "lucky" albino squirrel population. There's a 1 in 20,000 odd that you'll see one. And they're all here in Toronto.

U of T had a large squirrel population in its downtown campus a few years back -- and what's odd is this Web site devoted to conspirators thinking the squirrels are taking over the world.

"U of T is inhabited by Mutant Squirrels, squirrels with black fur and red eyes," reads the site. "Is there a connection between the genetic situation and their odd textbook-loving behavior? Has this genetic defect been introduced to college freshmen? Are the pigeons already infected? Is the entire student body of Canada at risk from this debilitating disorder? Will the U.S. soon see its healthy squirrel population dwindle?"

Not sure about that, but these guys are still getting my peanuts.