| Mr. Squirrel |
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| Mrs. Squirrel |
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| The Great Pumpkin Heist... |
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| "Here's the plan...I raid the pumpkin...you be the look-out, okay?" |
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| "Pumpkin? What pumpkin?? I didn't see any pumpkin. Maybe the cat took it!" |
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| The Con Job: "You wouldn't happen to have an extra acorn, would ya'? Peanut, cashew...anything would do. My rainy day stash is a little low." |
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| "Thanks! You're a real pal. I'll just eat this one and squirrel away the next one." |
| A little cutie, otherwise known as, raider in training. |
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| "Boy, the two pumpkins, pound of acorns and three ears of corn aren't sitting well. You wouldn't happen to have a Tums you could spare, would ya'?" |
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| "Oh, sure, I may look like just an unassuming, mild-mannered squirrel..." |
| "...but I'm faster than a speeding bullet, more powerful than a locomotive, able to leap tall buildings in a single bound...able to eat my way through 20-pounds of sunflower seed before you remember that you left it outside the back door! I'm Super Squirrel! And don't forget it!" |
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| Photos on this page are courtesy of: Odalaigh heyjules45 workman HawkEyes Billie marymuses anniewong zenia strangeones |
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| "This one looks tasty." |
| "I'm getting full. I may have to call in a back-up." |
| "Okay, Pint-Size, you take the front... while I tackle the interior." |
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