<div>that would be scary to get stuck</div>
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<div>i would imagine its the human equaliant to quick sand</div>
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<div class="gmail_quote">On Wed, Oct 14, 2009 at 4:29 AM, Beth Howering <span dir="ltr"><<a href="mailto:momarroo@gmail.com">momarroo@gmail.com</a>></span> wrote:<br>
<blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="PADDING-LEFT: 1ex; MARGIN: 0px 0px 0px 0.8ex; BORDER-LEFT: #ccc 1px solid"><font style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)" size="4"><b style="FONT-FAMILY: comic sans ms,sans-serif">Hi dere! Arfur heer! Well, last nite, I wuz sittin' wif daddy on da cowch watchin' "Cops", Vito wuz chewin' cardbord, Hugo wuz sleepin', an' mama wuz at da 'puter fingy.<br clear="all">
We kept heerin' funny noyzes frum da kitchen - just widdle noyzes, but we just fot Pippicat wuz owt dere. Mama gotted up to wook and den she came bak an' sed dere wuz a chickmunk in da kitchen. Well, I wuz gonna get dat chickymunk an' tell him he don't bewong by my food, but mama locked da gate. Patooey. Den she came bak wif a skerry wookin' wire fingy and a NUT! (I WUV nuts!) She had daddy open up da wire fingy (she cawled it a hevvyhart twap) an' in went da nut. Patooey agan!! I wanted dat nut! Den she went bak into dat kitchen. Now I shud tell ya dat mama puts deez widdle cardbord twaps neer da seller steps fer mices an' fer cwikkets. Dey wook wike widdle skware toobs but Vito fownd owt dey iz awl stikky inside. REELY STIKKY!! Now bak to my story...<br>
Evryfing settled down an' we wuz bak to snoozin' on da cowch (I meen I wuz) wen papa sed, "I fink yu cot dat chickmunk" (well, not zackly wike dat cuz he tawks wike a peeple).<br><br>Vewwy sneeky-wike mama walks to da kitchen. She coms back an' sez eeeeewwww! Dat chickmunk izn't eetin' dat nut! It's eetin' da kwikkets cawt in da gwoo twap! YUCK!! He shur musta bin hungry! Ennyway, she fot dat wen he smewws dat peenut budder on da nut he wiww go get it so she coms back to sit by daddy (so now I have to sit in da big chare insted). Den it is vewy vewy kwy...er, uh..kwiee...um...dere iz no sownd at awl frum da kitchen. Mama goze to chek whut iz happenin' and I follow her to keep her safe frum dat chickmunk, but she shut da gate on me. Nex fing I heer iz "awwwwww, pore widdle fing!" an' mama coms an' gets a pwastic bag, disappeers rownd da corner, den coms bak an goze rite owt da dore to owtside! Now papa, he still watchin' "Cops", Hugo sleepin', but Vito an' me we ar at dat gate werryin' dat da chickmunk will eet mama!! We cud heer her sayin' "dont werry widdle fella, I will twy to help yu" an Vito an me cud not figger owt whut she waz doin' owt dere.<br>
<br>She came in jus' wun time to get a big ol' werk gluv ov papa's. She musta bin gone a nickzillion minnits! Awl we cud heer wuz her tawkin' soft to dat chickmunk, sayin' "hope dat did not hurt, dont werry widdle fella, weel get yu owt ov dere."<br>
<br>Phew! Den she camed in an' tole papa whut happinned. I fink I will wet her tell it cuz she can spell an' I not so gud at dat. <br><br>Very good, Arfur, you told it pretty well so far. That poor little chipmunk had gotten itself completely inside the glue trap and he could not move. I took him outside an started to tear it open (which is not easy since it is soooo sticky!!) I used a leather glove in case the little guy tried to bite - but he never did, he seemed to know I was trying to help him. When I got it torn open, it seemed pretty hopeless at first because every time he felt more free, he would wiggle and get more stuck. Bill has been working on replacing our sidewalk pavers, so I took the trap and a trowel and sprinkled sand on the glue trap, actually putting some on the critter too so he would not stick. Then, with the leather glove and trying to be gentle, I rolled him a little at a time off the sticky part until only one leg was caught. Now he was struggling like crazy to run away but I was afraid he would re-stick if I let him so I pulled his little foot out of the glue then pulled the trap away and he scampered across the lawn and ran to safety. I hope he was not hurt too much, but he seemed ok. He never nipped or even made a sound. It felt good to see him run away. I don't think he will come back inside. Arfur and Vito seemed disappointed that they could not be part of the rescue team - though we all know what kind of rescue they were thinking of - yummy chipmunk!! It's funny how if I catch a mouse in these traps, I don't feel I should rescue them, but the chipmunk really wasn't the type of occupant a mouse is. He was just an accidental intruder.<br>
<br>Told by Arfur Leadbottom and Beth Howering<br></b></font><br><br>Blossom <a href="http://www.dogster.com/?50296" target="_blank">www.dogster.com/?50296</a><br>Hugo <a href="http://www.dogster.com/?443659" target="_blank">www.dogster.com/?443659</a><br>
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<br>A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart and sings it back to you when you have forgotten how it goes.<br>Unknown.<br></blockquote></div><br>