“Chip. Chip, chip, chip, chip. Chip. Chip, chip, chip, chip.” Chippy sat on the edge of the oregano pot singing his “good morning” song. Mr. Sun was just peeking over the horizon and Chippy could feel that this was going to be a wonderful Monday.
“Chip. Chip, chip, chip, chip. Chip. Chip, chip, chip, chip.” Chippy happily sang again as the early morning spring breeze skipped by and playfully ruffled his fur.
“CHIP! CHIP! Chip, chip, chip, chip! CHIP! CHIP! Chip, chip, chip, chip!” Chippy sang louder looking toward the house. The curtains were still closed. She must not be awake yet. Maybe he wasn’t singing loud enough.
“CHIP! CHIP! CHIP, CHIP, CHIP, CHIP! CHIP! CHIP! CHIP, CHIP, CHIP, CHIP! CHIP! CHIP! CHIP, CHIP, CHIP, CHIP!” He heard some movement inside the house. Did it work? Did he wake her up? Was she coming?
He flicked his little-stripped tail a few times. Raised his head a bit, filled his lungs with air and loudly sang again. “CHIP! CHIP! CHIP, CHIP, CHIP, CHIP! CHIP! CHIP, CHIP! CHIP! CHIP, CHIP! CHIP, CHIP, CHIP, CHIP! CHIP! CHIP! CHIP, CHIP, CHIP, CHIP!” As he serenaded the morning’s arrival, Chippy kept his eyes on the window.
Click, click, click, click, click. Yes, she was awake and was coming towards the window. The curtains slowly parted. Chippy jumped down off of the flowerpot and scamped to his favorite hiding place beneath the bleeding heart plant. Peeping out he looked toward the bay window. The lady looked at the bird feeder, then at the hanging baskets, and last she looked at the ledges. Of course, she saw nothing. Not even a bird at a feeder. She looked so confused and perplexed that Chippy had to bite his lips to keep from laughing.
“I am sure that I heard those sparrows again this morning. But I don’t see them anywhere. Their chatter is so loud and wakes me up every morning. It’s so frustrating!”
“Mom, I think that there is a nest just above the bay window.”
“Did you see one there?”
“No, but I hear the chirping coming from there every morning and sporadically throughout the day. I saw a sparrow fly up there the other day.”
“Hmm … I’ll get a ladder and have a look after breakfast. Come, the eggs are ready. Let’s eat.”
After the mother and son left the window, Chippy burst out laughing. He laughed so hard that the tears rolled down his face. He tumbled over and rolled around under the bleeding heart plant. He had those humans totally fooled! He couldn’t believe how easy it was to fool humans.
“Hey, Chippy! What’s up? Let me in on the joke! What is so funny?”
Chippy looked up to see Spaz, the grey squirrel, hanging with his hind feet grasping the gutter and his front feet resting on the “squirrel-proof” bird feeder.
“Oh, I totally tricked those humans again. They think that I am a nest of sparrows! Ha! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! This is too good! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!”
“Really??? That’s a good one Chippy! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!” Spaz joined in with Chippy’s laughter. Then wiping the tears from his eyes he added, “But it’s not quite as good as my joke. Look, this is supposed to be a squirrel proof bird feeder. It may be squirrel proof but it’s not Spaz proof! I outsmarted those humans. If I don’t put all of my weight on the feeder I can have a feast. I get a free breakfast, lunch, and dinner. And they call us dumb animals. I think that we are a bit smarter than they.”
“Yep, they are a few bricks short of a full load it seems. Stick around for a bit, Spaz. The mom will be out shortly with a ladder to look for a sparrows’ nest above the window. Let’s watch her.”
“Sure! It’ll be fun.” Spaz went back to eating his breakfast while keeping one eye on the side of the house. He made sure to spill some sunflower seeds on the front porch for Chippy.
Soon they heard the back door open. Spaz jumped down off of the feeder and ran up the nearby pine tree. Chippy hid deeper beneath the bleeding heart. The friends watched as the lady carried the stepladder to the front of the house. She was smiling a bit and humming a little tune as she walked up the sidewalk. Chippy thought that she seemed like a pleasant and fun lady … the kind of lady who would leave him peanuts if she got to know him. He watched with interest as the lady set the ladder down in front of the oregano pot and climbed up. She peered above the bay window and, of course, found nothing there.
“Humph. That’s odd. There’s no nest here. But there’s sure been a lot of chirping coming from this area every morning. Hmmm…”
She peeked into the hanging baskets, looked for holes in the porch roof, and looked into the nearby bushes. Of course, she found nothing. Chippy and Spaz were holding back torrents of laughter. She finally gave up, folded up the ladder, and walked back into the house.
Spaz scampered over to Chippy and the two friends let loose the floodgates of laughter. They rolled on the ground, laughing, as the tears flowed. When they finally regained control Spaz jumped up on the ledge near the window and begged Chippy to trick the lady again.
Chippy climbed back up on the oregano pot, winked at Mr. Sun who was high up in the sky and smiling down on the mischevious friends. Balancing on the edge of the pot Chippy decided to practice the song that he wrote for a special someone.
“CHIP! CHIP! Chip, chip, chip. CHIP! CHIP! Chip, chip, chip. CHIP! CHIP!”
Click, click, click, click, click, click.” Chippy heard the lady’s footsteps coming to the window and dove into his hiding place. He watched her looking out the window.
The only animal the lady saw was a chickadee on the suet feeder. She studied her for a minute and said, “You know who it is, don’t you? I can see it in your eyes! You are enjoying this joke on me, aren’t you?”
“Dee, dee, dee, dee! Dee, dee, dee, dee!” Lina, the chickadee sang. Then she winked at the lady and flew into the pine tree singing, “Dee, dee, dee, dee! Dee, dee, dee, dee!”
The lady gave a little chuckle as she turned and walked away. click, click, click, click, click.
Chippy climbed up on the pot, winked at Lina and Spaz and started chirping again, “Chip, chip, chip, chip, chip. Chip, chip, chip, chip, chi…”
“Aha! You little scamp! You had me totally fooled. I should have known, though. I forgot what a chipmunk sounds like.”
Startled at the voice, Chippy dove into this hiding place under the bleeding heart plant. Then he slowly peeked out. There was the lady standing at the window. Evidently, she was smarter than Chippy had thought she was and had only slipped out of view earlier.
She chuckled and walked away. Soon Chippy heard the front door open. The lady walked over to the oregano plant, dropped some things on the porch next to the pot, and walked back into the house. Chippy and Spaz waited a bit and then scampered over to inspect the items that she left behind. PEANUTS! Chippy had been right. She was the kind of lady who left peanuts for chipmunks and squirrels. Even the mischievous ones. They feasted until the peanuts were gone. Then Chippy jumped up onto the flowerpot and sang a thank you song to the kind lady.
“Chip! Chip! Chip, chip, chip, chip, chip. Chip! Chip! Chip, chip, chip, chip, chip.”
“Monday Morning Mumblings” are my unedited free-written early Monday Morning thoughts straight from brain to the computer — misspellings and all! They are my own personal take on the “Morning Pages” idea. Hopefully, these weekly posts will help me get back into regular blogging. I hope they are a fun read for you all. 🙂