I was sitting in my climber this bow season and had one grey squirell running around and playing below me. He decided to climb up the tree/sappling next to my stand and come visit me. He didnt make any noise just sat their looking at me. I started talking to him to let him know i wasnt a threat. Well the little bugger jumped onto my shooting rail and made himself at home just staring at me and cleaning himself. I had some trail mix in my pocket from the nite before so I decided to see if hed take some from my hand. SoI pulled some out of my pocket and slowly held my hand out. Long and behold he took some nuts and raisins, filled his little mouth and down he went. 5 minutes he returns and hops back onto my shooting rail. I held out my hand again and he droped the raisins back into my hand, guess he didnt like them. He took some more nuts and scampered back down and came back about 10 minutes later. He sat on my rail again staring at me and cleaning himself. He took the rest of the nuts left me the raisins came back sat on my rail and almost fell to sleep right there. I thoughI was going to have a new woodsy companion, untill he decided to take a crap on me. Im not talking like pellets here im taking talking explosive diareah!!!! After I everything I gave him thats how he repaid me. What a little bugger. I sure hope to see him next year though. I named himBoss. Cause a boss will always shi* on you sooner or later. Hes still my little bud though.