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Originally Posted by Sakara
had a pet squirrel when I was in Florida. He was the sweetest thing and slept in the bed with me. He was potty trained and everything. I raised him from a fuzzy. If he didn't like someone he would pee on them O.I! I would play with him like a kitten with my hand and stuff. It was cool. Deff. A wild animal though. He decided he wanted to go live with other squirrels one day and left home. But I always saw him around and would play with him outside. It was cool  |
That is adorable. What happened to him? My one up close cuteness encounter with a squirrel happened years ago when I was living with my bf in a 2-story apartment. A squirrel climbed up the building and found a hole in our window screen. He would come in and visit, sitting in my lap and eating peanut butter off a spoon. Every day I'd yell out the window "LITTLE SQUIRREL" and make a little clicking noise. He would come running. I really missed him when we moved.
