I remember one day I was next to the wooden fence between our back yards. I heard Mike talking. Being curious, I found a knot hole in the fence and looked. There was Mike, sitting cross-legged on that hard pebble stuff next to their swimming pool. Their back yard was full of trees and up and down these trees there were squirrels running. And there were 7 or 8 squirrels on Mike! The would run up to him and jump on his legs. A couple were running up his arm and standing on his shoulder. Mike was feeding them unshelled pecans. And he had one of the squirrels that would run up to him when he put his hand flat on the ground, palm up. Then he would pick up the squirrel, hold it up to his face, and it was eating pecans out of his mouth. Seemed so natural to me at that age, I never thought much of it. He did similiar things with birds.