“I had been told that the training procedure with cats was difficult. It's not. Mine had me trained in two days.”
Several months ago, “Chip” an adult chipmunk that has been eating breakfast on my porch for a couple of years now, surprised me. Chip started bringing a baby chipmunk to join our morning routine of me putting out seed for the birds and Chip. And what a cutie this baby was, being so tiny compared to Chip’s size.
This little one got the message real fast that I was cool and it was safe being near me. From the get-go it would come right up to my boot and look up at me as if to say, “Okay let it er’ rip, I am ready for breakfast down here!”
Or, it will come up on the bench, where I retrieve seed from a tub and stretch full-length up against it. Pushy little dude or missy for sure.
The other day I was in my bedroom about an hour after feeding time, and I hear this chipmunk outside the window scolding loudly. I open the curtain and here is this baby chipmunk sitting on a ledge looking directly at me as if to say, “Hey, I am still hungry get your butt out here.”
I laughed and said outloud, “Okay! I get it” and proceeded to grab the seed bucket on my way to the porch. To my amazement? The baby chipmunk had already come from sitting near my bedroom window and is waiting on the bench for me! We have done this particular routine many times. How does it KNOW that I am even in the bedroom when the curtains are drawn? Hmm?
Lately, it has expanded its demands. I was out in the yard with Zen, tending to plants and such. Once again, I hear loud barking, to look up and see the baby chipmunk way up on the roof looking directly at me as if to demand I come and feed it. I opted not to.
And then one day I had moved the van from the garage into the driveway. As I got out and looked over at the house, “Baby” is scouring up, down and over the doorframe and then follows me along the path. Geez, how can something so small be so pushy? LOL.
Knowing that I will move from here in a few months or so, is beginning to feel sad. Because the fact is: I will be leaving these moments behind. Yet, knowing my love of nature and such, the Universe/Spirit will provide a new chipmunk family that I can feed.
You know, I am the one being fed. It is my soul that receives nourishment from their presence and our daily interactions with each other. I consider it a life blessing.