Years ago when I lived in London ( before it became a shithole), I used to go to the park and squirrels would come and sit on my shoulder and lap. When anyone came near they would disappear.
Years ago when I lived in London ( before it became a shithole), I used to go to the park and squirrels would come and sit on my shoulder and lap. When anyone came near they would disappear.
Animals know about good people :)
Animals know about good people :)
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