I watched a little neighborhood drama unfold while I ate my breakfast yesterday. One of the chipmunks who live under my deck, poked his head out his front door, perhaps to see if it was a good time for him to gather his breakfast. A red squirrel also noticed him and decided to investigate. The chipmunk must have said something rude, because the squirrel didn't stick around too long. After the squirrel left, the chipmunk came out again, sniffed the rock by his front door, and with an indignant, "harrumph" went back to collecting his breakfast.
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