The real Rocky the Squirrel

Where it all started with the animal hording. We found rocky when he was a baby who fell out of the nest. We didn't touch him and left him where he fell for the day and they didn't come back for him. We tried to get Animal control to take him and wouldn't so we raised him. Up to the time he wanted to be outside, he came back a few times and lived in the trees in our yard. Thing about a squirrel and girls every time we saw a dead squirrel in the street it was tears and crying. It was a chance of a life time and I enjoyed every minute of it. We would still find peanuts in shoes and the pockets of jackets from all the things he would hide.