I went to the Grandparent's house in Powell Butte for Memorial Day and so everyone could celebrate my, my grandfather's, and my uncles birthday (which are consecutive). Most of my relatives from Portland came to visit, such as my mom Joy'e, stepdad John, both uncles Danny and David, sister Echo, and her children James "Jimmy/Bubbah" Scott and Allie-anne. I don't get to see them too often so it was good :)
I was climbing over one of the rock piles that I spent 90% of my childhood on with my son Christian and Jimmy, when my foot slipped between a couple of rocks and I fell in a sideways direction. Sprained Ankle. Wouldn't have been a problem back when I weighed 50 or 100 lbs, but 250 lbs is enough to damage an ankle against a rock :) Now I'm ina splint.
Today we went out to Sawyer Park and got to feed the Chipmunks. We had some left-over peanuts in the trunk getting old and stale so we broke them out as a peace offering. With just a little bit of coaxing and patience, we had chipmunks everywhere begging for goodies. :) They will gently put their paw on your finger to steady themselves while they get a good grip on the peanut shell with their tiny tooths. Darla had a single-peanut and one chipmunk figured the end of her finger must be the other part of the peanut and she got nibbled :) Again they were gentle and polite, so the nibble did not hurt but it was a suprise.
They will take the peanut shells, sit up on a rock somwhere and nibble away at the shell until they get at the peanuts inside, and hide the peanuts inside their cheeks. Apparently they can stow at least a dozen objects that way, so they just come back begging for more with big poofy cheeks :)