MomBert has been out in her studio making stained glass goodness to keep herself busy.
She was FaceTiming with me when she announced that the chipmunk was back and was drinking from a crack in the concrete. I, of course, chided her for such shoddy chipmunk accommodations. My yard wildlife have heated baths and ground level bowls to sip from and quench their tiny thirsts.
The next day, I got a chipmunk update.
That’s pretty cute, but I asked for more: “Can you get the chipmunk a tiny table and table cloth with place setting?”
The next day. Chipmunk Zen.