GET OUT OF MY HOUSE…

chipmunk, Photography

1850 Chipmunk and Berries (39 of 1)

 

I WAS MERELY LOOKING OUT OF MY WINDOW…THIS CHIPMUNK WAS LOOKING AT ME OUT OF IT’S WINDOW…WELL, IT DOESN’T ACTUALLY HAVE A WINDOW…BUT I GOT THE MESSAGE…”DID I INVITE YOU TO INVADE MY PRIVACY?”

MY FEELINGS WERE HURT…AFTER ALL, I PROVIDE “CHIP” THE OCCASIONAL FIVE POUND BAG OF PEANUTS.

I CLEAN UP AFTER HIM WHEN HE LEAVES PEANUT SHELLS ALL OVER THE DECK.

I SAY, “OH…AREN’T YOU CUTE?”,  WHEN I COULD BE SAYING, “YOU RASCALLY VARMINT! I’LL GET YOU YET!!”

A LITTLE APPRECIATION FOR MY KINDNESSES WOULD BE APPRECIATED… A GIFT CARD PERHAPS…OR A FIVE POUND BAG OF CHOCOLATE…THEN MY FEELINGS WOULD NOT BE HURT ANY LONGER. 

 

 

 

 

13 thoughts on “GET OUT OF MY HOUSE…”

  4. Oh my dearest, but you know send him to me 🙂 So lovely…. photograph, his looking, and your story and you, and everything, Thank you, Love, nia

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