in which there is yet another furry tenant.
when i got home from work, one of the first things i noticed was that the coffee pot had been moved from the back right burner to the front right burner. i experimentally hefted the pot and discovered - joy of joys - my mother had made more coffee. i fixed myself a cup and stuck it in the microwave, glancing out the kitchen window as i waited. there was a bunny nosing around in the grass. i said "Aw, one of the bunnies is out. Hi, bunny!"
suddenly, a small tan, white, and black striped rodent streaked out from under the edge of the house, running straight at the bunny, who (understandably freaked) fled. i started yelling "A chipmunk! We have a chipmunk!! Oh! He's so CUTTEEEEE. I really wanted a chipmunk!"
mom joined me at the window and we watched as the chipmunk ran onto our deck, around the edge of the deck, under the bird feeder, and then into the woodpile.
i turned to look at mom and said "I, um, kind of hope now that the snake left."
yeah.