So today I let her out as usual in the morning after the dogs have had their morning constitutional. She had a good day hunting for food and bringing me another adolescent chipmunk that just confused the tar out of me.
My son moved out today to attend University, so was out in the front of the house loading the van with a friend. I went out back to see if I could round Joey up. No need to have her running under the car out front. As I did a big black stray cat ran into the barn. I took off full bore after him and chased him out and down the meadow to wherever he comes from. Good riddance stray black cat. (of course, if you ever need help, you know where to come).
No Joey anywhere. I could hear lots of noise coming from the woods, so knew the chipmunks were alerted and they were making their calls of danger , which is is very distinct sharp chip sound. Does Joey know this sound? I don't know.
So later after being worried about where she may have taken off to, I looked out the front of the house and see Joey sitting there in the driveway, eyeing the open van hatch. By the time I got out there, she was in the van. Oh my.
So I bated her with a banana (a favorite treat), took her around back and put her in the porch with me where I could keep an eye on her and she could watch me paint the porch. She spent over an hour relocating lots of seeds. Later when she was settling down, I stuck her in the cage (hereafter known as the bedroom) and she was very content to cuddle in her blanket.
As I was getting ready to go out for my ride I was in the Family room, I notice all the dogs and cats at the window looking out at an adolescent chipmunk standing on his back legs looking in. "Can Joey come out to play" written all over his face.
It took me a minute to realize it wasn't Joey as this one has a fluffier tail but just to be sure, I did have to go out to check on Joe in the "bedroom" .
Oh my, I say!!!!!!!!!!
She is in now cuddled up sleeping in his bedroom, after having a visit with Don on the deck. She climbed up the back of my shirt and actually gave me a nice scratch when I got home from riding Irish. I told Don we should open a spa. Chipmunk backrubs and back scratches.
More tomorrow...
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