Last night Smokey came in from the garage with a chipmunk in his mouth. Dennis
tried to get him back in the garage so he could let it go but Smokey wasn't
about to do that. He ran down in the basement with it and let it go. I went
down and Smokey and Tippy had him cornered near the outside door so I propped
it open about two inches hoping the chipmunk would go out. He had other ideas
and ran to the other side of the basement. At that point I wasn't sure exactly
where he was so I left the door  part way opened and when back up stairs. After
dinner we went back down to see if he had gotten out yet. When he heard us
talking he started chirping very loudly, I'm sure he was saying HELP ME, HELP
ME! I found him in the folding lawn chair. I held the opening closed and took
him outside and let him go. A few minutes later we heard him chirping very
loudly again. We looked out and saw the neighborhood cat had caught him, so
Dennis ran out and chased the cat away (he dropped the chipmunk and he ran
off). Poor little guy was not having a good day.
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