Panhandlers, the furry kind
Went over to Riverfront Park at lunchtime for a little Ground Hog Day ice time.
After skating, I was walking through the park and saw this guy who looked to be about 70. A plump squirrel stood before him and appeared to be inquiring about the availability of snacks.
“Does he know you?” I asked the guy.
“Never seen him before in my life,” he said.
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