I'm looking for a nut
With the last remnants of snow few and far between, our furry friends once again have full access to the ground, giving them full, unhindered access to their buried treasures. One problem. Where are they buried? Running into this squirrel on the path around St. Joseph's Lake, he non-verbaled, "Can you help me? I lost a few things."
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