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A Guide to the Best Squirrel Hunting Tips for Success
From the silence of an early morning sit erupts the crunching sound of leaves and rustling bushes. Your heart drops as your eyes scan the canopy for movement, expecting to catch a subtle glance of the whitetail you've been eyeing all season. Instead, a twitching bushy tail emerges from the brush, and a little gray body bounds out of sight up the tree's trunk.
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