I feel sorry for the Doodles. Not only does she have to deal with me...we have this...a..."Chipmunk" named Bob...really. He has a large family that loves to wreak havoc in our gardens and in our home. Utility lines, computer drives, flowers, pond pumps...you name it, they've 'wreaked' it! But, Bob is special, I mean that in a nice way, I think.
He knows most of our friends...well they were our friends until they met Bob. Now there's a question in the air...oh well...Chipmunks...gotta love 'em.
So here's a little bit more of our visit to the Shreve Migration Sensation, with Bob. argh.
He knows most of our friends...well they were our friends until they met Bob. Now there's a question in the air...oh well...Chipmunks...gotta love 'em.
So here's a little bit more of our visit to the Shreve Migration Sensation, with Bob. argh.
She didn't know Bob had her back...
Our buddy Hugh from Black Swamp.
Lived in Canada for a long time...still wants to be a lumberjack...
Let's just say Bob misbehaved after this photo was taken...
Joe Edinger on the left, is the organizer of this fine fest.
Jim McCormac is going to be strangled by him. I think it was something Bob said to Joe.
There's always something exciting at Shreve!
#2. Never follow a Chipmunks directions.
Bob thought the name of this road was funny.
It was rather slippery...but I won't pick on it...
She's trying to teach Snowy how to say "CHIPMUNK."

...especially when I told him they like to eat small rodents...