linashevchuk0
I like to walk in the woods. It's so cozy there, great. And how many surprises meets you at every step! Once I noticed a squirrel between the branches of a tree. She did not want to go below, she was afraid of man. Watching the animals, I admired her fur, the tips of which were much lighter. The fluffy tail was of a dark color, and at the tip its fur was white, as if someone dipped into sour cream. Sharp ears with tassels quivered funny from each sharp movement of the squirrel. And small eyes, like two peas, looked at me with confidence. Rudenka (as I called the squirrel) quickly accustomed to my presence. Cautiously descended to the ground and in a hurry took from my hands nuts. Embracing them, began with satisfaction. When there is time, I rush to the forest, to my kind squirrel.
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