Where I used to live, a squirrel would come up on my porch carrying... A bagel! There he would leisurely dine on it. Every day. A bagel. I even tried to follow him / her in order to see if I could get free bagels. No joy! Where did the bagels come from? Its an enduring mystery!
End of Earth: 2 Miles Upper Peninsula: 4 Miles
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