There was a chipmunk on the railing this morning and I called Sarah over to see it. She wanted to go out on the deck to see him. He ran away, but she wanted to see where he had gone. I expected him to be hanging on the back of the tree "yelling" at us, but he wasn't. It took a little while, but I found him, snug in a little nest up in the tree!
We named him Dale.