Red squirrel white, impossible it is to prescind thee from acorned tree whilst tum has yet been met, I see.

Under chapiter of neighbour’s trunk–that seems ideal space for stash. On flaked paths–can you reach it in a dash?

Incisors flinty in pursuit of seeds to chew intends the remainder quantity at nil–not even some or few.

Fluffy tail hirsute, sheen and un-split ends are clear. Picky paws def did select most best bites from trees now bare. ; )

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