Squirrel in the car
"Squirrel, what are you doing in the car?!"
Squirrel looks up from his sniffing around in the car. "Oh, hi Al. The doors were open, so I thought maybe you had some Cheerios in here for me."
"No, I'm just trying to make sure the car is dried out after the water leaks."
"Ahh, gotcha. Hey, I got an idea" Squirrel says, jumping up on the front passenger seat. "Why don't we go for a ride around town? All those other people drive around with their dogs, why you'd be the only one riding around with a squirrel! All the tourists would take pictures of us, they'd probably feed me, and you'd be known as the squirrel-man of Talkeetna."
"Um, thanks, but no, I think I'll pass on that."
"Gosh, you never take me anywhere."
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