BREN GENTRY
Red Squirrel When you see a squirrel fall into a shallow well and bob bob along swimming as he struggles going round and round rescue him, and expect a soggy stare. If you find him later, floating four feet to the sun you'll know he didn't lose his balance or think "I'll learn to swim" he grew tired of all the battles and the hairy beast dove in.
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