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| "Chip, chip, chip, chip . . . " |
He called us into the forested area, chip, chip, chipping away constantly. Never stopped the whole time we looked for him high in the tree, nor while 4 people surrounded the tree taking photos. Never attempted to hide or leave. And smiled the whole time!
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