D.O.P.-T. (day before yesterday)

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The squirrels are dashing about, presumably commencing storing nuts for the winter. I walked past one youngster on the trunk of a street tree (an avocado tree actually) and instead of whisking around and up the trunk to escape from me, he stayed roughly at head level and made his angry noise at me. When I spoke in response, he climbed a little higher but continued spitting threats. I was amused.