sitting by chair

But where's Dale?

| Yesterday a new varmint came calling to my backyard. Well, I saw him come calling for the first time is probably more likely.

I noticed a very charming little chipmunk munching away at the seeds and other debris that had collected in the seam between sections of the concrete. It's always amazing to me what creatures find to eat in a place that looks absolutely barren. But I guess that's why I'm not a chipmunk — I would surely starve. I suppose it also says something about my persistence in keeping the aforementioned seam swept clean.

on his legs

At any rate, this little chap made himself quite at home, wandering about the patio. At one point he sensed that he was being watched, so stood on his hind legs to get a better look. What big feet you have, little one!

Moments later he scurried over and hid under the grill, although he couldn't resist having his whole head and front legs sticking out so he could see what was going on.

peeking in at the door

Soon he was at the screen door, wondering if anybody was at home. No doubt he would have come in had there been a crack left for him to crawl through!

Chipmunks are, of course, relatives of squirrels, and now that I think of it, I should have taxed this little chippie for the plundering done to my garden last year. Oh, well, that squirrel is avoiding all taxation — sort of like Apple, if you know what I mean.

I do enjoy all the little creatures that pass through the back yard. And why shouldn't they? There's water to drink, plenty of plants and seeds to forage on, shade from the summer sun. For them, life is good.

being watchful while dining

Last updated on Apr 13, 2018

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