The Red Ripe Strawberry...

Lurking in our strawberry patch I saw a small thief. It wasn't a mouse, rabbit or bird. It was a light brown chipmunk. He helped himself to a red ripe strawberry, clutching it between his front paws. Instead of disguising it, trying to bury it, locking it up, or covering it with a cloth he went straight to eating it. And he didn't even share.