The Little Squirrel wasn't moving

Doug and I were eating lunch together at home today at noon. I spotted a young squirrel sitting on the ground and not moving. For the longest time, he didn't move. I asked Doug if he thought he might be dying. We watched and finally, he began to move slowly. My imagination began to run wild as the saying goes. That little squirrel is afraid of heights. His friends come and beg him to play with them up in the trees, of course, but no, he can't because he is afraid of heights. Finally, one squirrel friend kept begging him to come and play until he gave in. They started up the nearby pecan tree. He was right behind his friend, and wouldn't you know it, just a short piece off the ground the little squirrel fell backward landing right on his back. He cried out, "See, I told you I'm afraid of heights!" His little friend helped him get up and said, "Come on, keep your eyes on the goal above and don't look back and you will make it. There are many beautiful and fun things to enjoy when we get to the top." And so the little squirrel followed his friend once again, keeping his eyes on the goal above. Finally, they made it to the top. Soon they were jumping from limb to limb chasing each other. They were having such fun when the little squirrel took another leap. He landed at the edge of a limb filled with beautiful green leaves. Oh, how soft it was and the limb swayed back and forth swinging him high above the ground with all of his fears left far below.

Can you help me think of a name for our little squirrel friend?  (Orig. published on FB 7-4-2018)