Well, I'm most positive this is the same little critter from before. Every day, he sneaks along the deck right up to the back door, lifts himself up on the step, and spends a few moments looking around inside. He must be searching for that darn cat that caught him last year. When he is quite satisfied that there is nothing to fear, he scuttles along his way and picks up the crumbs we drop when we barbecue. I think I need to name him.

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How 'bout Rabie. I think it's nice. You should drop him something caffeinated and see what happens.
Rocket J. Squirrel
Except it's not a squirrel.
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