My parents have a pet squirrel. My mom will put nuts on the ledge, and while the bricks are in the cool shade (most of the day until late afternoon), Mr. Squirrel will enjoy his nuts and the prostrate himself on the ledge. This is seriously a daily occurrence. Fortunately, they can tell which squirrel is Mr. Squirrel, as he has a small chunk of ear missing. Cutest thing.
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