I was sitting at the tree house one day this week when I though I heard people coming up the stairs. I have been pretty good at picking up on vibrations from people approaching my “territory.” I think I looked carefully three times before I saw a fuzzy little man sitting on the railing of the treehouse. 
I was surprised at how close they got to me without really being habituated. 
Its strange that this is the first time they have visited so up close and personal. Perhaps they have finally gotten used to my presence in their “territory.” Of course, now I am leaving in 7 days. Here's one of his more colorful side. *wink*
I was surprised at how close they got to me without really being habituated. Its strange that this is the first time they have visited so up close and personal. Perhaps they have finally gotten used to my presence in their “territory.” Of course, now I am leaving in 7 days. Here's one of his more colorful side. *wink*
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