Years ago I had a squirrel I use to give pecans to. He'd walk in the garage and take them right out of my hand. One day my wife locked him in the garage and when I got home he was asleep in my chair.
During the day he had climbed up on my desk and walked across the keyboard. There was all sorts of gibberish typed on the screen.
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