There's a very brazen squirrel on my back porch right now eating birdseed out of a hole he has torn in the bag. He's been around for a week or so now. We've named him Calvin because, well, he looks like a Calvin. Matt loves him. Calvin will come right up to the back door and put his little squirrel hands on the glass and peer inside. Matty thinks this is the BEST THING EVER; the cats seriously disagree. The first time Toby found herself nose-to-nose with Calvin I thought she might have an aneurysm. I swear the squirrel laughed at her. It's all good entertainment on a snowy day like today.
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