Even a blind squirrel finds an acorn once in a while.
~ Proverb
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I love squirrels. I like to look at them. I like it when they look at me. I shouldn't, I suppose. They are probably looking at me out of fear. I don't mean to scare them. I just like to watch them. They are always so busy. Or playing. Kind of like people. Well, people without TVs and couches.
The other day I saw a squirrel running around sniffing the ground. He (or she, I wasn't that close) was looking for where he buried his acorn (or other nut, I didn't watch for all that long). Anyway, it reminded me of me when I run around looking for my keys.
(pause)
I don't know why I keep burying them in the ground.
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