I love squirrels, they're like little psychos. The way they move, their psycho eye stare downs they give you while eating. Maybe my favorite animals. My redneck step-family hunts them. I don't know if its the thrill of the hunt or the protein.
I love squirrels, they're like little psychos. The way they move, their psycho eye stare downs they give you while eating. Maybe my favorite animals. My redneck step-family hunts them. I don't know if its the thrill of the hunt or the protein.
"If there's a better chin in the world than Pryor's, it has to be on Mount Rushmore." -Pat Putnam.
When I was a kid (1950's) we had a local squirrel that would come into the house to be fed. I wish I could remember what I named him. I'd open the front door to the apartment house and then open the front door to our place and put walnuts out so he could make his way in. He would eat the walnuts out of my hand once he got into the apartment. Pretty cool.
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