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Little Black … Squirrel

01 Aug

Things scare me. I admit it. But I’m fast. And clever. I find food. I store. I prepare. I run. I hide. I watch. I scold. 

I’m really the keeper of the forest. I see and hear everything. Nothing goes unnoticed… Except me. I fly. I flit. I’m a black streak invisible to most. And so — I succeed.

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Posted by on August 1, 2011 in Center of the Universe

 

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