I don't know. Whenever I walk along and see a squirrel going about its business I can't help but stop and admire a lot of times. But as soon as he/she gets wind of me, they scatter off. It's sad. It's like I'm this big monster that they have to run from. Of course it makes sense. As far as they know, I am a big monster. Hell, if I was eating
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