More "tails" from home.
Charlie brought in another chipmunk, which Elizabeth, as usual, stole away from her and brought upstairs. My ability to hear and identify the scared squeaks of a chipmunk has become skilled and refined, as well as my ability to nab them in a towel and quickly release them outside unharmed.
I would say I have about an 86% survival rate at this point, but what to do with that other 14%?
Texas Taxidermy to the rescue again! Turns out that chipmunks not rescued in time can be immediately frozen, mailed to Texas and then mounted in ANY POSE for only $50 a pop.
Next year's nativity scene is going to be awesome.
posted by k. @ 9:50 AM
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the only thing i love more than chipmunks is a taxidermy creche!
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