I’ve written before about those pesky chipmunks that infest my yard. Sure, they are cute as can be, but they have dug holes and burrows all over the front lawn, so much so that the yard has sunk several inches in places. We used to have outdoor cats, who did a pretty good job of keeping the exploding chipmunk population in check, but since some of those cats got eaten by coyotes we just have one now, named Lucy, who is quite miffed that we won’t let her outside.
I keep a rack of bird feeders just outside my front windows, with Niger seed, black oil sunflower seed, and cakes of suet, and as you can imagine, the seeds that get spilled are quickly scarfed up by squirrels and chipmunks. Many times, they will climb up on the front porch and sit on a rocking chair or on the wicker couch to eat their booty.
Yesterday, as I was reading on the living room sofa, I noticed that Lucy was staring intently out the window, her tail swishing a mile a minute. Sure enough, there was a chipmunk out there, just a few feet away, torturing the poor cat. This happens almost every day, and I guess the birds, squirrels and chipmunks must not be able to see the agitated cat through the glare of the window as they munch, preen and scratch.
This week, we were also treated to the sight of a couple of fawns in our yard, young ones with their spots still visible. I saw them a couple of times trailing behind their mother, but yesterday when I came out early in the morning to walk the dog, they were alone, munching my garden. Sam chased them into the back yard and they escaped into the woods. I saw them off and on throughout the day, and wondered if their mother had gotten hit by a car or something.
Then, late in the afternoon, I saw one emerge from the woods, its sibling tentatively following behind. I got my camera, intending to get a picture of them as they came around into the front yard, but when I opened the door they were already high-tailing it across the street into the neighbor’s yard. As I walked that way, I saw the reason for their hurry—mama was there waiting for them, and they wasted no time in starting to suckle. I got this long-distance shot of them getting a drink. They must have been pretty hungry after their long absence from mom!