Without thinking, I unleashed a monster. The living, breathing creature I unexpectedly let loose is my husband, Tom. Usually, he’s a calm, good-humored, loving man. The only thing that can make him lose complete control is the knowledge there’s a chipmunk in our yard.
Just as we were about to sit down to eat breakfast, I mentioned there was a chipmunk outside our kitchen window, and it looked like the critter was making a nest in our rock wall. Wrong thing to say. Before Tom even had a sip of coffee, he bolted out the door. I watched him come around the garage and quietly sneak up on the chipmunk. He was watching – oh so carefully – exactly where that rodent was building his nest.
The chipmunk disappeared. Tom returned to the kitchen, but not for long. When the critter showed itself again, gathering bits of grass to add to the nest, Tom vanished like a puff of smoke. I sat down to eat breakfast by myself while he and the chipmunk played hide-and-seek.
When my husband finally came into the house, he was ranting. “That thing is ruining our grass! It’s going to have babies and they’ll be running around causing …”
“Mass destruction?” was my comment.
“You bet, and I’m going to do something about it.”
I knew for the rest of the day Tom would be stalking, poking, prodding, and searching for the chipmunk. Traps, cages, and gross smelling stuff would be used to deter the critter.
I hung my head in remorse. With a few simple words, I had unleashed the monster inside my husband.
The Chipmunk Hunter is back at it!
Simple books for the overzealous chipmunk hunter and the child within:
Baby Chipmunks by Bobbie Kalman (Crabtree Publishing Company, 2010)
Chipmunks (Animals Underground) by Emily Sebastian (Powerkids Pr, 2011)
Chipmunk’s Hole by Dee Phillips (Bearport Publishing, 2012)