Pacifica (autumnwinds) wrote,

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Tyler and I both had a little bit of leftover bread heel that went bad a few days ago. I put mine out on the balcony for the birds to peck and Tyler crumbled his up and stuffed it in the bird feeder (he had a lot more than me).

No birds touched it for days, and Tyler was getting ready to pull it out when a squirrel crept into the covered feeder this morning. He moved slowly, as if stunned by his good fortune. Tyler and I came back from class half an hour ago and he was still there. I mean, he may have left to get a drink or something, but it's funny to think about. He's still there now, hunched over in a little fuzzy ball, cramming himself. Tyler went out to check on the bread and the squirrel didn't budge an inch.
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