some call me snow white

The day this little bugger climbed into my hand I decided there might be some validity to that nickname. Obviously searching for his hole, I tried to push him closer to the home that I have seen many chipmunks pop in and out of over the past few years. I nudged and nudged but each time he would either jump back into my hand or run up my pant leg. Quite contented in my hand, I sat there and talked to him for about an hour while I pet his sweet little head. He napped as the horribly vicious Mosquitoes bit me! Worth every single bite though..

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