This is swimming season and I know that because this morning Rex, our German Shepard, went for his first swim in our swimming pool. I didn’t see him myself but his entire backside was wet when I let him in from the back at 10 a.m and there is only one way that could have happened, swimming! It sure wasn’t raining this morning, hooray, I say this only because it has been wet here in Blandford for weeks now, so any day filled with sun is very much appreciated. Jack, the little Jack Russell, hasn’t tried to go swimming as of yet. He has sniffed at the water but so far that is it. I fished out my first suicidal chipmunk and it won’t be the last. I never understood why the chipmunks and mice jump into the pool, it’s full of chlorine and once you are in, you can’t get out. One day last year, it was in the morning, I walked down to the pool and lo and behold, there were two mice swimming round and round the pool. I immediately got the net to rescue them, I successfully fished one out and released him by the compost pile, the other rescue didn’t go quite as smoothly. When I fished him out he ran up the handle of the net towards my arm and I panicked at the thought of a wet mouse crawling on my arm and with the net, my immediate impulse was to lob the mouse out and over the fence. Oops, on my part, I hope that the poor little guy had a safe landing. What I am wondering now, is what will Jack, our valiant little chipmunk hunter, do when, not if, he comes across a swimming chipmunk? Is he going to chase the chipmunk by barking at it running around the perimeter of the pool? Will he say Geranimo and jump into the pool to catch the chipmunk? Only time will tell, but for now, every day is check the filter day for the unlucky chipmunk or mouse.
The suicidal chipmunks
11 Monday Jun 2012
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