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Squirrely's progeny

Right now at this moment a young squirrel is lying on his belly on the flat board at the top of the fence. His paws are hanging down on each side, his chin's on the board, and its tail is laid out flat. This is the first really warm and sunny day we've had and this guy is taking advantage. If I'm right about the squirrel family living inside the fence now, then he's about four feet from home. This, of course, before the nest fell out of the tree, was always Squirrely's favorite position: flat on his belly, paws hanging down, on a branch right near home. This guy isn't Squirrely; he's smaller and his tail's not as thick. But obviously, like father, like offspring.


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