Chippy (we call him that) the chipmunk has taken to scratching on the door when he wants some cracker crumbs. Our cat, Turbo, has begun to look forward to his visits. He stares him down while the chipmunk sits defiantly and stuffs his cheeks with crackers.
Animals are so human sometimes. Turbo likes to get combed daily while he eats. If I don’t take it upon myself to do so, he struts and dances and meows under my feet until I do it. The other day I followed him to his dish and sat down to comb him. I did so for several minutes. I thought he was sufficiently combed. Having other stuff to do, I got up and started walking up the stairs. Apparently he felt differently. In a huff, he came after me up the stairs swiping at my legs with his clawless paws. Then he ran back down the stairs and resumed eating. If it weren’t so funny, I would have been offended.
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