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Roscoe certainly has his eye on the prize. In this case, of course, his target is a squirrel bouncing through a tree.
Roscoe’s nemesis? Squirrels. They romp through the trees, leap from branch to branch, and scamper about the yard. All of their play, however, happens outside the fence, much to his disappointment. Don’t worry, though, he has his eye on the prize. Someday…
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