Not so long ago I was constantly watching baby robins grow from naked scrawny hatchlings to punk rockers with huge crooked beaks- and then into spotted fledglings. I never saw them fly away, but one day they were gone. I experienced empty nest syndrome.
Recently I was looking out at the nest, when I noticed the new tenant. Cute and furry, bright-eyed and striped, a chipmunk was curled up in the hollow of the nest. Then it hung its head over the side. It couldn't seem to get comfortable. Then it sat up.
When it crawled out and went down the tree I thought I might have scared it away. Minutes late, it was back, cheeks full. I guess it got hungry and went to get take-out!
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