All the cute spring critters are making their way back into our world, and this weekend we were happy to see our resident chipmunk out and feeding on the seeds that collect everywhere.
This, of course, brought out the Crazy in Daisy. She’s gotten used to the constant flurry of birds and the scampering of squirrels (except for the Taunting Squirrel, who still gets her fired up), but those tiny little chipmunks drive her absolutely wild. They’re so small, I think she sees them as some kind of wind-up toy that she can chase.
This little guy had tried to make a home in some very inappropriate places outside our home for months. First he found a tiny little gap in the base of a shingle and started building a nest there. DH patched the spot while he was out gathering building materials.
No one wants an infestation of critters, even if they’re cute.
Then he chose a downspout during a particularly dry spell. DH put wire mesh over the opening, knowing the poor little guy and his family would be washed away during the first rain.
Chipmunk decided the front of the house wasn’t safe, so he went around back and found a cozy spot that was good for us all. Being cautious little creatures, he races back and forth like lightning along the edge of the house to reach whatever spot he deems safe to venture out and find food.
Miss Daisy, of course, is usually perched at the sliding glass door watching the world go by, ears perky, eyes missing nothing.
Until Mr. Chipmunk pops by. Then she goes ballistic. But while she’s shriek-barking up a storm and jumping around like a lunatic, her tail is wagging wildly. I’m not sure, but I think she regards him as a self-propelled toy that needs to be chased because he’s so tiny. 🙂
I have an amazing story about a friend’s dog’s incredibly well-thought-out and logical evaluation of a chipmunk issue at his house, but I’ll save it until tomorrow. This post is almost a novella already! 😉