I have conflicting opinions of telling this tale from Luckie's perspective, or my perspective, so will attempt to combine the two in a scenario that makes sense(?)!
NitWit: I purchased a rather pricey Chipmunk toy ($9.99+tax. approved by AKC) as a Christmas gift for Luckie. Blowing $10+ on dog toys or treats for Luckie is not uncommon, but usually there is quantity to the purchase.
Since I've been fighting a respiratory infection, Christmas Day was a bust. I languished the day away, alternating between sleep, wheezing and coughing fits and spasms. Christmas for Luckie was pushed to the back burner of my supersaturated, drugged mind.
The day after Christmas (Saturday) I remembered to give Luckie her toy, which she immediately adopted as her favorite toy of the moment. I was so pleased she bonded with her toy, not knowing I would regret that thought. She carried Chippy everywhere, mercilessly squeaking its nerve-wracking noise box.
Sunday morning I remembered I wanted a picture of Luckie in her scrungie collar with Chippy. As I began assembling my camera, Chippy, scrungie and items for the picture, Chippy had a peculiar look.
On inspection the entire tail was missing. Luckie destroyed the tail in less than 24 hours! Furthermore, the tail was nowhere to be found. This was no small skinny tail; to date it has yet to be found.
Husband said Luckie probably ate Chippy's tail; after all she eats real chipmunks (not exactly eat in human sense of word, but Luckie can tell this part).
His statement provoked my vision of humongous vet bills for gastic obstruction surgery--one more aggravating thing to worry about!
In previous blogs Luckie has been described as partnered with me in Foodaholics Anonymous. She steals and eats any attainable food stored or mindlessly left at her reachable level. These forays include whole loaves of bread, Russell Stover chocolate diet candy, defrosting meatloaf, and many toy parts.
Until the 1000 year ice storm in early 2009, real chipmunks' lives were imperiled if they unfortunately invaded our fenced yard at inopertune times when the chipmunk patrol of one-Luckie--was on duty. When we lost 7 huge trees, squirrel and chipmunk populations dramatically decreased.
Now why did I think this toy would have a better fate???
Luckie: Yeah, faulty theory! How am I supposed to differentiate between cheap and expensive toys? Come to think of it, how am I to know which foods are mine? Food is food in Foodaholics Anonymous. And you keep putting me on those stupid diets, so I suffer along with you. Revoke my membership. Dogs live to eat.
Besides this so-called toy fooled me into thinking it was the real McCoy, a gigantic chipmunk dinner for Christmas, beats turkey, but then I like turkey, ham, bacon, baloney.....sigh. At last, I thought you had come around to my way of thinking.
When I bit into that gigantic Chippy, and discovered it was polyfiber-filled, instead of....well let's not get too descriptive and gross for the readers. Let's say I would make an excellent female Dracula.
Upon discovering Chippy was a well-designed fake, I lost my cool and amputated its bushy tail. Where is it? I'll never tell, and you'll never know! Put that in your pipe and smoke it!
And you really don't want me to tell you where you can put this @%## scrungie but it ends in "where the sun don't shine." [Here is fittingly descriptive, humorous song .]
NitWit: So Luckie and I have arrived at an impasse to this tailess tale.
Sunday (today) we arose to a beautiful blanket of snow, about 6 inches, and still falling in the evening. It is primarily granular snow. After midnight I noticed large flakes.
Dressed only in my nightgown, I grabbed my camera and stepped out the front door to capture a night snowstorm. Although not exciting composition the snow is entrancing in the photo. Because the yard night light and camera flash combined to with snow to create and capture a prismatic, moving image that looks like cotton balls.
1. Night Snow Scene
2. AKC Chipmunk Toy
3. Tailess Chipmunk courtesy Luckie amputation
4. Luckie Scrungie