Ok. I'm sitting next to a tree deer hunting. It was a little while after daylight. I've saw nothing. Along comes this tiny ground squirrell, he's close. So, I am as still as can be ( didnt move a muscle) He gets closer and closer. At this time he almost went up my pant leg. Still no movement. My rifle is laid across my lap when this little guy decides to jump up on the stock of my gun and hang out for a few minutes. Made me feel like I was at one with nature.