Early every morning for the past few weeks I've been watching Chipper and his brothers and sisters, through our kitchen window. They seem to be living in the big wood pile about 30 ft up the hill from our cabin. They run, play, attack each other and wrestle while tumbling off the logs. Often one will perch at the very top, like a meerkat - a lookout to protect the rest. They're full of life and energy . . . they search through the grass for snacks - then soon they're at play again, chasing each other.
Wow, what an awful shock as I was walking outside this evening. I saw a little form under a nearby small bush and looked closer. Chipper, not too long dead was already starting to be found by some ants . . . so sad, their little family won't be the same now . . . and a mystery about what happened . . . ~N
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