Recently I wrote a post about my squirrel problem. You can see it here if you want to take a look: Squirrel!
A quick recap:
We caught squirrels.
We relocated squirrels
Me, a little bit sad.
Yeah, that’s about it in a nutshell. Yeah, I had to go there, didn’t I? Ok, you’re pretty much up to speed except for the relocation details and my view of the squirrels’ thoughts on Bill.
Today I went outside and as I turned back to the house, there he was. Was he a red squirrel like the others? I thought so at first but the no…this new creature was a chipmunk. Oh damn, no!
I have a chipmunk, and not the Alvin kind. That’s not fair to say really, I didn’t hear him speak. He might very well be the Alvin kind. Time will tell….or it might not. It all depends on how long he’s here.
I looked at him. He looked at me. Like using a good shampoo, I repeated this as necessary, So did he. It was a woman/chipmunk staredown! While this went on, many things were going through my mind:
Bill was going to be very unhappy that my birdseed attracted another rodent.
But he’s so cute!
I love my birds and it’s not fair that I can’t feed them without “someone” coming to eat the seed.
His cuteness could not be denied!
I wonder how many chipmunks there are?
I bet they are all cute.
Damn it! We’re going to have to get the trap out again.
Man, he’s cute!
Could I hide the fact that a chipmunk was sitting on the step like he owned the place?
Because, you know, he’s so freaking cute!
I took a step toward him and he scurried up the lilac bush RIGHT NEXT TO THE BIRDSEED! That feeder is right outside the kitchen window. This was going to be trouble.
Even if I decide to “forget” that I saw him, the cats or dogs will probably out him. They all have highly attuned Squirel-dar, and I imagine that their chipmunk-dar would be just as accurate.
I must refrain from looking out that window. I can’t arouse suspicion. But I can’t help myself because of the cuteness and all.
What to do, what to do? I haven’t decided yet, but I’ll keep you posted!