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punkin
Don't Quote Me
FF, that brings back memories of a squirrel I had as a child.
Her nest fell out of a tree and just by luck, I beat the dogs to her. She was very playful and friendly. If she were on the floor and I was nearby, up my leg she would scamper. It was pretty painful if I happened to have on shorts. I learned to quickly move aside on her last leap and send her flying across the floor.
She had another habit my mom hated. She would get on the dining table, chew and spit out candle wax from the candleabra (sp) my mom had.
Her nest fell out of a tree and just by luck, I beat the dogs to her. She was very playful and friendly. If she were on the floor and I was nearby, up my leg she would scamper. It was pretty painful if I happened to have on shorts. I learned to quickly move aside on her last leap and send her flying across the floor.
She had another habit my mom hated. She would get on the dining table, chew and spit out candle wax from the candleabra (sp) my mom had.