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My Little Squirrel. I have a little squirrel living in my big oak tree. It must be two years since he moved in next to me. He isn't a noisy squirrel, nor even is he shy. I feed him on fruit and nuts and sometimes bread that's dry. He'll sometimes come to join me when I sit out on a mat. While he's busy preening himself I have a little chat. When I call my little squirrel he comes to hear what I have to say. That was until dad chopped the tree down. Now my little squirrel's run away.