My Chipmunk Saga

This is a true story. My office is in the basement of a converted house and it is surrounded by death traps. To be fair, they’re called window wells and nothing has actually died in them, that I know of, but it’s been close. Baby animals especially fall in there and can’t get out.

This afternoon, one of my coworkers came into my office and said there was a small chipmunk in the window well. We both work in the basement so it’s easy to see into the window wells. I never look into them, however, although she does. “It’s alive but it’s not moving much and it’s covered with flies.” Uh oh, that didn’t sound good. She thought it was a baby one. I went over and looked. It looked small, but all chipmunks are small, so I couldn’t tell if it was a baby or not. It looked dead to me and had flies on it, but she said she’d seen it moving. We figured it could have been down there for days without food or water.

picture-of-a-baby-chipmunk

I didn’t think it had much of a chance but I didn’t want a dead chipmunk in our window well and I wanted to at least try to save it. I went outside and climbed down into the window well, while she watched from inside. The little guy was definitely alive but barely. I scooped him up with a piece of bark and put him on the grass outside. He moved feebly, but couldn’t stand up. I went and got a paper plate with some water on it, although I thought he looked too weak to drink it.

So I left, not expecting him to survive, but not knowing what else to do. A little while later, my coworker came back and said, “He fell in again.”

chipmunk

Grumbling about suicidal chipmunks, I went back and looked out the window. There was a chipmunk in there but definitely not the same one. This one had lots of energy and was trying to jump up the molded ladder to get out, but he couldn’t quite make it.

The day was shaping up to be a reverse episode of Chip and Dale, Rescue Rangers, where I was the one rescuing the chipmunks. I went out and found that it had started to rain. The first chipmunk (let’s call him Chip) had crawled about three feet and was still lying on the grass, trembling and getting soaked by the rain. I picked him up with the paper plate and put him under some bushes to stay dry. Then I got a mop and angled it down into the window well so the other chipmunk (Dale) could climb up.

Now that it was raining, Chip probably had enough water, but needed food. “If only we had some nuts,” my coworker said. “I have some,” I said. I have a container of trail mix in my office to stave off mid-afternoon munchies, so I picked out some peanuts and raisins and carried them out and put them next to Chip. He got up immediately and tried to eat but his legs were shaking so hard he could barely stand. I looked down and saw that Dale was gone, so I assumed he had climbed up and brought the mop back inside.

I was just about to go home when my coworker mentioned that there was a chipmunk in the window well, yet again. I was tempted to let stupid chipmunks lie, but I went outside and looked in. Again, I couldn’t see anything. Then, as I climbed in to get a better look, I noticed that a section of siding was trembling. I lifted it up and there was Dale, hiding underneath it. Apparently, he had never climbed out, just hidden. I had a plastic garbage can and so for the next few minutes, I terrified the little guy by chasing him around the window well, trying to get him into the garbage can. I felt like a nurse running after a fleeing patient with needle, shouting, “It’s for your own good!”

Finally, Dale made a mistake and fell into the garbage can. Before he could jump out, I lifted it out of the window well and laid it on his side. A second later, he dashed out and was off to safety. He’s probably still telling his chipmunk buddies about how he evaded death at my hands.

Chip was gone, which I took for a good sign. About half the nuts and raisins were left and at first I felt this was bad, until I realized that, considering that a single peanut would make a good meal for a chipmunk, he had probably stuffed himself. So, hopefully he is off in some hole now, recuperating.

We really need to cover those window wells with nets or something.

chipmunk 2

I just want the best for you, Chip.

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About David Stewart

I am a writer of anything quirky and weird. I love most genres of fiction and in each there are stories that I would consider "my kind of story". View all posts by David Stewart

12 responses to “My Chipmunk Saga

  • Sheikh. Amna Rafiq

    It’s been a long time I was here. I feels so good to read this, my friend is a chipmunk saviour. ❤ I wonder if they're gonna come back to thank you or anything. I have never seen a chipmunk though but they look cute. Have a nice weekend.
    Xoxo
    An old friend~ Amna

    • David Stewart

      Amna, great to see you again! I just saw you posted something, so I was going to go over and read it. Hope you’re doing well. We have so many squirrels, chipmunks, and rabbits around here, I’ll send some over to your part of the world. 🙂
      -David

      • Sheikh. Amna Rafiq

        I glad to have such a devoted reader back to reading my posts and yes I’m doing very good, thanks for asking. ❤ I'd love to have see those little lives play around.

  • Joy Pixley

    Aw, it’s very sweet of you to save the chipmunks. I agree, it sounds like some sort of netting is a good idea. Or maybe a more permanent chipmunk-ladder so they can climb back out on their own?

    • David Stewart

      Yeah, the ladder that is built into the window well is not designed for animals. We had a baby rabbit fall in there before who couldn’t get out either. I just go in with a bucket and catch them and lift them out. It terrifies them but only for a moment.

  • luckyjc007

    Thankfully, there are people like you that care and do their best to help. 🙂

  • Sharmishtha Basu

    cute post, so you guys call them chipmunks, we call the squirrels.

  • Joyce

    Real good ‘chipmunk’ story. Good to read a true story once in a while. 🙂 Hope they both survive on their own. Yes, get a window well covering. We have a couple of great ones on our two window wells to our basement that are hard, transparent and lift up for cleaning out leaves, etc. but safe so little animals or rodents can’t fall in. Before we got them we worried about our grandkids and our dogs falling in when running around the back yard where the window wells are. We once found a little Preble mouse caught in it before we got them. Those are the mice that are literally on an endangered species list and we could never find it to get it out as I think it found a place to hide or died. 😦

    • David Stewart

      Thanks Joyce. I’d write more true stories if my life were more interesting. 🙂 I was thinking about it though. I’ll have to talk to my boss about getting some covers like that. Our office is right next to the woods, so there are always animals around.

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