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This ‘N That Thursday – Delilah Style

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Hey all, Delilah here filling in for The Mama who apparently is too ashamed to show her face this morning.

What’s that Mama?  Yes, yes I know it’s This ‘N That Thursday hosted by the 2 Brown Dawgs Blog.  I really think I could be friends with Storm and Thunder’s very handsome.   Freighter, well let me just say Freighter and I could have a lot of fun.

Did you say something Mama?  Yes, yes I’m well aware that you’ll handle tomorrow’s Follow-up Friday post, with your co-host Sue from The Golden Life.   Honestly that little Ducky is a cute little demon dog.

Now what Mama?  Okay, I will remind everyone the deadline for purchasing the awesome Dogs of Blogville Calendar is quickly approaching. You can find the button on the right paw side of the blog.

Now Mama, unless you want to sit your ass down and write this post, shut your pie hole.  Go cry in your coffee woman, I want to tell everyone the story of me and the chipmunk.

Any of you out there know a way to help The Mama chillax?  You’d be doing me a solid if you’d help a girl out.

So anyway, last weekend I was casually walking by the door and I noticed The Mama staring intently at something.  Must be something shiny, honestly that woman’s like a magpie I thought to myself.  But curiosity got the better of me (it’s not just for cats you know) so I glanced over.

And then I stared.

Delilah-P

Can  you see it in this picture?  Over on the left hand side on the deck, just past where the house wall stops.

Watching-P

You probably can’t see it because The Mama can’t take a photo to save her life, but trust me, it’s there.  A wee little chipmunk.

Chipmunk-P Here’s a better shot of it. (Thank Dog for the zoom, if it weren’t for the zoom…)

Now I’ve been a chipmunk watcher since we moved into this house.   At first my approach was to charge out the door, barking at them to get off my deck.  But then I changed my tune, because honestly I’d love to catch one because I’m curious about how they taste, (someone told me they taste like chicken and I like chicken) but those little suckers are fast.  The Mama would always say, “stealth my love, stealth” but she never told me just what the woof stealth was.

Intent-P Eventually I figured it out on my own (cause’ I have a brain, unlike someone who shall remain un-named) Anyway, so there I sat staring intently at my snack the chipmunk and contemplating my course of action, when what do I see out of the corner of my eye?

Blunder Boy-P Yup! Blunder Boy!  Here he comes strolling across the deck all Scooby Doo “Hey what’s that?”

Oh and he’s close to that chipmunk, like about 12 to 16 paws away.  I look at Blunder Boy, who’s looking at the chipmunk, who’s looking at Blunder Boy.

Nooooooooooooo!   That chipmunk is mine!!!

BB2-P Too late!  The chipmunk darted below the deck faster than those scurvy pirates in that Johnny Depp movie The Mama drools about.

Sniff Sniff-P I rushed outside.  Yup, that’s where his little chipmunk butt sat and yes, it even SMELLS like chicken, but once again I’ve been thwarted.  Not by the chipmunk this time, but by Sampson.  How oh how can she call him the Golden Boy?  He can’t even catch a friggin’ chipmunk that’s mere paws away!

Sadly that’s all I’ve got for today, I enjoy writing this blog so if you enjoy reading me, let The Mama know in the comments.

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  1. Oh goodness, I was on the edge of my window seat reading this. My cousin Lena has chippers at her house and I want to get one so badly! You write a great post! Good luck getting one of those critters and if you do, let me know how it went down and what it tastes like!

  6. Delilah! I can’t believe Sampson scared off YOUR chipmunk! How dare he! You’ve got to talk mama into getting you some doggie camo, maybe some eau du chipmunk to disguise yourself. Get that chipmunk!

  7. Delilah, You have a fascinating writing style, but you are certainly a judgmental little girl. Chill out on The Mama and the Golden Boy.

  9. Ha ha! I doubt you’d get a chance to taste one since they are so small and you could swallow it whole. Luckily, Pierson has no interference from Maya when it comes to catching small mammals. He caught and killed a bunny. I’m very glad he didn’t eat it too. He just kept staring at it like he was waiting for it to move so he could chase it again.

  11. That was to f’en funny. I loved it. Gman has gotten a couple chipmunks and a squirrel. They are fast but not as fast as super g. I don’t let him eat them as I don’t want him to get tapeworms from them. Carry on blunder boy!

  13. I love your writing style, Delilah! You’ve got a lot of sass coming through them typing paws. And now, thanks to you, I’m never going to forget that chipmunk butt smells like chicken.
    P.S. Don’t be so hard on Mama. She got some great photos to tell your story!

  17. Funny! Delilah, you’re a great story teller. Boys can be such meat-heads, eh??

    (Thanks for the lovely comment on my blog! Had to look up who “Letters2Andrew” is! “Oh, it’s Jodi!” Anyway – yah! So glad you are enjoying it!)

  18. Oh Delilah, thanks so much for participating in TNT! I think you and Freighter could get into trouble, but you and Storm would definitely be the chipmunk chasers. She has almost caught a few too. It is a shame Sampson thwarted your plan of attack!

  21. Now, Delilah, you need to lighten up on your Mama! She means well — and she loves you. But I didn’t need to know that chipmunk butt smells like chicken. T M I, ya know?

  25. Kolchak here – I caught a squirrel once and it was awful. I got it all up in my mouth and it was furry and tasted like dirty socks and I hated it. To be honest, I gobbed it back out onto the lawn and it ran away. Good riddance.