First one I saw I was a kid and it came flying out of the tree that my Dad was cutting. Last minute thing, the tree was at a 45* angle.
My son and I climbed with a bunch of them in the Red Oaks in front of the house a few years back. They were quite tolerant. Cute little buggers.
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