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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