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My friend had a squirrel follow him home from the local park one day. For about a week he could go into the back yard, hold his hand out (palm up) and call the squirrel and the squirrel would come down from the trees and sit on his hand.
then the squirrel disappeared.
My mom found a baby blue jay and nursed it to health. We'd leave the kitchen window open and he'd fly in every day just about noon and take a shower in the kitchen sink.
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Author: Memoirs of a Sleepless Mind, a book you CAN judge by its cover.
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