This was one of the highlights for Matilda. We called him a terrorist squirrel. He would stand under the picnic table by our ankles during meals, fearless. He would walk right up to Matilda if she was holding a snack. He stole this graham cracker out of the garbage.Another post to come soon about the trip. First I need some sleep in my bed and to work on the pile of camping debris that has buried the living room.
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