http://www.hootsandtoots.com/BookPages/BookScooter.html>Scooter passed the winter in a corner of his nest amidst his cache of vine juices, leaves and seeds. He rarely spoke and when he did it was a barrage of foul language and accusations. Crystal and the babies were confused and frightened. They lived with a stranger.>"Look at what that vine is doing to you, Scooter," Crystal pleaded.>"NO!" YOU ARE DOING THIS TO ME!" Scooter heard himself scream. "JUST GET OFF MY BACK!">And he defiantly smoked and snorted and popped and guzzled in his family's face.......THIS IS THE GREATEST CHILDREN'S BOOK EVER.
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>A Fable of ADDICTION and HOPE.I laughed. This is probably the best.
>Scooter saw nothing unusual about his gifts. Even as hetraversed the loftiest reaches of the forest, he found himselfthinking about how far short he fell in the art of nest buildingand collecting nuts.>Scooter felt alone and different. He felt apart from theother squirrels.Squirrels got problems, man.