My husband has a new friend. Cute little Chippy.
Chippy is not his real name, he doesn’t have one that I know of.
He (or she) comes over and stuffs his/her face full of whole corn.
Cleans off Eric’s hand completely in 2 runs.
Then he runs away.
But he comes back waiting expectantly for more.
He’s probably the wealthiest chipmunk around because
I think he/she also steals my chicken feed.
Guess he/she won’t starve over the winter.
So this is my husband’s new friend.
He is a chipmunk whisperer.