Yesterday morning I spotted my friend Chippy run into his hole, so I waited to see if he would re-emerge. It didn't take long. He poked his head up and looked around, came out and picked up an acorn lying near his hole (he lives under an English oak tree), jumped up on the back of the bench beside the trail, and proceeded to peel the shell off the acorn and eat it. This is my kind of live entertainment.
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