Six

I’ve mentioned before how much I enjoy watching the little voles and chipmunks that gather food from my stray-cat feeding station by our side door. They’ve done it for years, but this is the first year that the little vole(s?) showed some real intelligence.

Typically, the voles always emerge from a hole behind the little house (technically a dog house) in which I keep the food dish, and run along the side, around to the front, snatch the food, and then run back to their hole. They cleverly figured out this year that if they move their hole, they are barely exposed to the cold, dangerous above-ground word at all. Now the just pop out from hole that’s directly under the opening of the house where the food dish is, stuff their cheeks, and pop back down. How cute is that?!!