When I was wee little kid, we had a squirrel (dubbed Chippy, for the chip in his ear) that came to our back door every day. My grandfather would give us peanuts to offer him. I sometimes wonder what came of the little guy after we moved to Northern California...did the new owners get the program? This was one domesticated critter.
In honor of Chippy, a squirrel factoid: they use their tails to protect themselves from a storm.
(National Geographic).
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