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Oh, last week I forgot to share a story of a new friend. So, back in the fall Brad got up one Saturday morning and gathered some acorns from our backyard. I don't know why he did that. I guess he was trying to discover what kind of trees we had back there. Anyway, he put them in a rubber tub and left it on our back porch and probably forgot about it. One day I was straightening up back there, I put the grill cover back on (he has a bad habit of leaving it off), and I shoved the acorn tub under it- never thought about it again. The other day we wanted to grill some steaks, and he discovered that something had gotten into his acorns AND decided to take up residence in our grill. There were nut shells everywhere, and there was even a nest made of leaves, hair, etc. inside the grill. Gross! Needless to say we we didn't grill steaks, but thought it was pretty funny that there was a squirrel living in our grill. Anyway, last Sunday after church I saw a tail sticking out from under the grill cover (it was on the ground again.) It wasn't a squirrel tail, and I thought "ew, I hope it's not a possum." I watched until it came out, and saw that it was a chipmunk! It was the cutest little thing! I called for Brad to come look at it, and it ran back under the grill cover. So we go out on the porch, Brad lifts the grill cover, and it runs straight into our house. I left the door open. Oops! It ran in circles in the sitting area in our kitchen, jumping up from windowsill to windowsill trying to get out. It jumped in and out of my magazine basket, ran under the chairs, coffee table, and desk. Brad and Ginger chasing it all the while. I was holding Mary Ella and laughing, and I would occassionally stick my foot out to guide it back to Brad when it tried to get past me. I finally got Brad a pair of gloves (he was afraid it was going to bite him). Ha! But he was a very nimble and quick little devil. Thankfully Brad was gentle, but every time he would get ahold of it, it would hop right out of his hand. It finally found its way back to the door and out on its own. But it was so cute! I tried to get a picture, but it was just too quick. I have seen him a couple more times, so maybe I'll have my camera ready one day and get a picture of Alvin. Until then, look at this cutie pie...
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Just another Sunday after church photo shoot with my little model...
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