Every day was a day to gather food for the squirrel. He would scurry around and gather nuts and berries and bring them back to his home with the trunk of a grand oak tree. Every day was wake up, run the routs and find the food. Then he would bring them all back to his wooden home. But one day was different. When he awoke from his sleep he scurried out of his home to find little foot prints in the snow. He dismissed these print and kept on moving down the routs for his first batch of nuts.

At the end of the day the little squirrel arrives back home to find pigeons. And yes you herd me correctly, pigeons. There were about 20 of them crowded around the tree that he called home. But being a squirrel in the forest, he didn’t know what pigeons were exactly. So he moves slowly and quietly up to one of the pigeons. Then as he got closer, he grabbed its head and started licking it. Then out of nowhere came this guy and he took a picture at that exact moment.