Who Knew The Antics Of A Campsite Chipmunk Could Make My Day?
I look forward to coffee every morning. But lately, I look forward to seeing what Chippy, my campsite chipmunk, is up to.
He usually sits on the corner of my deck cleaning himself or gazing out over the campgroundā¦ as if pondering life itself.
This morningā¦
I open the curtain and all I see is a chipmunk butt as he darts under the deck. A dog and his Human were walking by.
He soon reappeared and began scurrying around the campsite. Without warning, he suddenly stopsā¦ as if heās bufferingā¦ then he shoots forward again. He pulls this amusing stunt over and over.
Parting thoughtsā¦
Iāve broken my rule about not feeding wildlife. The way I see it, my bag of unsalted peanuts is helping him prepare for winter.
It was only through my effort to slow down and not overthink everything that I even noticed Chippy. With all my overthinking and worrying I hadnāt noticed what was right in front of my eyes.
Chippy brings a smile to my face every time I see him. I think his cute little chipmunk antics top the squirrel craziness altogether. But donāt tell the squirrels!
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