My dad used to call me "squirrel" when I was a kid, and I always (secretly) liked that. It implies mischief and it's disguised in a cute package. She let me get right up next to her. How can you not love this face??
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I don't know why, but he/she make me think.... "Ratatouille!"
BTW, I must have seen 30 squirrels on my run today. they were all out in full force!
You're right: her face is cute.
But those sharp jabby claws that say, "I'm gonna take the rest of your trail mix and there's nothing you can do about it - come to think of it, I know another squirrel that needs some Tupperware, so I'm taking that too, ya hear?!" are kind of a turn off.
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