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irping in distress. Bundled it in rags and left 'em with a mound of nuts and seeds down in the forest inside a pile of old blocked wood that never got picked up. Also so my dad doesn't, like, starve it to death or something psychotically. I suspect its mother died already because on my way out of the garage I thought I heard something squeaking but had a cat freaking out in a cage to attend to.
I guess I'll email them and ask if they do squirrels. I'd have to bike it over there or they'd have to come here or something.