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I know, I know.
I know you're thinking "Buddy is after a live Chipmunk!"
And yes, that'd be it.
I know you're thinking "Buddy is after a live Chipmunk!"
And yes, that'd be it.
basscat not the fun I imagined! How is your hand? I imagine a Bobcat bite could do alot of damage.OH, it gets worse. Ended up being quite expensive.
The chipmunk came out from in between the insert and the fireplace. Buddy saw him and the chase was on. Both of them, straight into the Christmas tree.
Chipmunk then took off into the dining room.
Buddy found him and back into the tree the both went.
Several minutes later, out of the tree again. This time under my recliner, and up into the back of it.
Took the recliner to the front porch.
Removed a bunch of staples, peeled back the upholstery, grabbed him and let him go.
Got everything put back together and back in place.
Went to put Gibs to bed.
During the battle, I had stuck some of the "stuffing" out of my recliner, into my front shirt pocket. And forgot about it.
No sooner than I walked into Gibs' room, I looked down and saw white fluffy sticking out of my shirt pocket...at about the same time I saw Gibs "LAUNCH" look. My hand hit my shirt pocket a fraction of a second before Gibs' mouth hit the back of my hand. This the hand I been handling chipmunk with. And he CHOMPED!!
I grit my teeth, grabbed him, took him to the floor and heard something "PING" the side of the Coke Box. My dabm tooth!
Good news, they sewed my tooth back on! (more or less...LOL). The things a mere $750 can do for a person. Merry Christmas ME!!!
And Buddy must have caught the chipmunk a day or so earlier, brought him in the house, and lots him. Buddy's been going bonkers for the last couple of nights. I assume that's why.