Smart! Who doesn't love french fries?
(when I was around 10, the local backyard squirrel (named Bushytail) became my best bud. Lots of nuts, bread and food. Jumped on my shoulder and stayed there. No biting, no fear. Came when she was called. Once jumped into my mom's apron pocket when she was hanging clothes and scared the dickens out of her. I loved that squirrel. Followed me from tree to tree when I walked home from school)
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