After five glorious days of watching the babies poke their heads out of the burrow with mom pushing them back down, seeing the babies standing up at the top of the burrow and playing what looked like patty-cake with each other (my degus do that, too!), and exploring places not too far from mom, they have left home! I thought they would be around much longer, at least a week or two. The babies will now have to find an abandoned burrow or dig a new one while avoiding predators including humans, stock their burrow with enough food for the winter by the end of October when they will go into torpor until they re-emerge in April or May, all without any training whatsoever. Instinct is truly awe-inspiring, and the life of a chipmunk continues to fascinate me.
Our little cottage at the edge of the woods, as we fondly call home, has been teeming with life and beauty. Of course there’s often a bully that tries to ruin the fun!