It’s happening right here in little old Oakmont, PA.
I’m just assuming chipmunks and squirrels qualify as rodents…I don’t mean to mis-define them.
But they’re going stark raving mad.Ã‚Â
I suppose all the scrambling is related to winter coming.
They’re literally tackling each other in their frantic quest for acorns and materials to line their nests.Ã‚Â Seriously I saw a squirrel and chipmunk collide full speed in my yard.Ã‚Â Then I saw a chippy running so fast he was actually leaping across the grass like a dog might.
I can imagine the conversations when the family of chips calls it a day:
Mom-munk “Oh honey, I’m beat.Ã‚Â Every muscle in my body aches.Ã‚Â Could you give me a little rub…on my left haunch…pleeeeasse.
Dad-munk “Are you kidding I’ve been scrambling all day…did you SEE how many acorns I gathered today?Ã‚Â I wasn’t on vacation you know…massage?Ã‚Â Massage, my ass.”
Silence from Mom-munk.
“No seriously…massage my ass, honey.Ã‚Â I’ve got a cramp.”
Okay, that was pitiful.Ã‚Â But everytime I step outside these animals either creep me out or make me laugh.Ã‚Â They’re out of control.Ã‚Â And the toads…don’t get me started on the freaking toads.
Hope all is well with everyone…Just to let you know, I’ve got an interview with Jamie Denton coming up!!!Ã‚Â Keep checking back folks.