Soon after Reddy Woodpecker settled in Farmer Green's he noticed that a certain person often followed him. The stranger wore gray fur and always flourished a long, bushy tail behind him. He could climb trees as well as Reddy Woodpecker himself. And though he couldn't fly, he was very skillful at leaping from one tree top into another.  
Whenever Reddy Woodpecker happened to turn around and spy this stranger the fellow acted as if he hadn't seen Reddy Woodpecker. He would pretend to whisk a bit of bark off the tip of his tail, or arrange his mustache. But the moment Reddy turned his back upon him the stranger would creep a little nearer.
 
At last this sly person made a quick dash at Reddy Woodpecker one day. He discovered, then, that Reddy was both wide-awake and spry. For Reddy slipped off the tree trunk where he had been clinging and easily escaped the greedy clutches of the stranger.
 
It's no wonder that Reddy was angry. No one would care to have his breakfast interrupted in such a fashion.
 
"I knew that meant to catch me if he could," Reddy muttered to himself as he went on with his breakfast.
 
A few moments later his cousin Mr. settled upon an ant hill below him.
 
"Who is that stranger?" Reddy Woodpecker asked Mr. Flicker.
 
Mr. Flicker glanced at the sly person who was just behind a limb.
 
"He's no stranger," said Mr. Flicker. "He has lived here a good deal longer than you have. That's Squirrel."
 
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