This morning my 73 year old mother was setting outside in the backyard speaking on the phone with a friend who lives in the country. Some how a discussion turned to squirrel hunting and how my mother would love a mess of squirrel. At that very moment one was in the maple tree directly above her and leaps directly on her head and bounces off stops turns and looks at her and runs to the nearest tree and sets there staring at her. My mother has not moved that fast in the last 20 years, I think she was waiting for another one to give the jumper a high five. LOL so becareful what you wish for. if you like shark don't mention it at the beach lol.
Dennis
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