I almost stepped on a chipmunk today. I was leaving my aparmtent to go to work and I stepped off the concrete and on to the grass and then this little brown rocket went flyign between my legs towards teh stone wall. It stopped just long enough at a drain spout for me to see it was a chipmunk before diving into the hole. I would have felt really bad crushing something as small and cute as a chipmunk. Emily and I watched one in Michigan for about 10 minutes trying to climb a grass-like weed with a berry or something at the top. Every time it would get close, the plant would fall over under the animal's weight and he'd fall off. Finallt he figured out that if he held on to it when he fell, he could reach the berry from the ground. It was pretty funny. Okay, back to working.