Looking out over our balcony we have a pole
which has a pretty significant hole, see the first picture.
One day a little squirrel, because all squirrels are little,
starts to fill the hole. We named him Chestnut
He finds straw, leaves, branches, whatever he can get his little hands on.
Each day everything blows away and each day he fills it up again.
He wakes up at 6am and off he goes for the day and he returns
between 6 to 8pm and he is out like a light.
It doesn't matter what the weather brings he is OUT
Sometimes he doesn't come home and I wonder where he is..is he
galivanting, maybe he's on a date, staying at a friends.
Ooh Chestnut.
Either way he has become part of the family, part of our daily routine.
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