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THE SLAUGHTER OF A CHIPMUNK

Updated on September 05, 2010

BACKGROUND

I take no pride in recounting this horrid account of the slaughter of a chipmunk. It occurred in the fall of 2008 on a clear cool Saturday morning. It was an ugly occurrence and I tried everything I could think of to avoid it. It was truly horrid and gruesome and I wish it had not come to slaughter. The chipmunk was a beautiful animal to observe up close and personal. I never saw one that close before or since.

This occurred because I left the door open so my late pet cat Spooky could come and go, as she desired. Spook loved to go outside when she pleased and she was very independent. She would frolic in the yard and she was joyful when she was outside and she never chased any animal except maybe a bug or two.

Enter Salem my male cat and Salem is a hunter he’s almost feral. He’ll chase and catch any animal he even attacked a 120-pound German Shepherd. He chases deer, birds, squirrels and mice. I was relaxing in my room when I heard a ruckus in the sunroom. I saw Salem stalking something and I knew I had made a mistake leaving the door open.

INSPECTION

I lazily got up from my bed and made my way to the sunroom where the entire ruckus was occurring.  I saw what I was expecting Salem had something cornered in the sunroom.  I couldn’t make out exactly what it was at first. Upon closer inspection it was obvious it was a chipmunk. It was hunkered in a corner behind some piles of junk.  The poor baby was frightened half to death because I could see him trembling, but Salem was unrelenting in his pursuit. Salem was hissing and meowing and darting at the chipmunk. Poor chippy was just exasperated and he relieved himself right there in the corner of the sunroom.

 

PLAN

 

At this point I had one goal and that was to get Chippy back outside into the wild and back to his family.  I devised a plan to accomplish this goal, which is detailed below:

 

  1. I put Spooky and Salem in my room so neither could harm Chippy.
  2. I opened the French door to the sunroom wide to make an escape route.
  3. I grabbed a broom to scare Chippy so he would go through the open door.
  4. I planned on blocking the doorway to the kitchen the last means of escape except outside.

 

I never saw how quick a frightened chipmunk could move before. Chippy darted between my legs into the kitchen and under the dishwasher before I could redirect him outside. Thus my plan went astray.  Now I had a trapped and scared chipmunk underneath my dishwasher. Oh woe is I!!!!!!!!!!

CALLS FOR HELP

This was not the situation I had planned on. I called both of my daughters and a few friends for advice. Everyone was telling me how to kill Chippy and that wasn’t my intention. If I wanted Chippy dead I would have let nature take it’s course when Salem had him trapped, or I could have got out my double-barreled 12 gauge and blasted him to pieces. So I went from Saturday to Sunday with chippy trapped under my dishwasher. I had peeked at him several times and he was going nowhere.

SUNDAY MORNING

I’m sure you have all experienced the situation of being awoken at the first light of dawn and being a little disoriented.  Well that is the exact situation I found myself in on that cool Sunday morning. Spooky was dashing and darting around my room. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and saw her chasing Chippy all over the place.  I saw an opportunity to release him again. So I sleepily jumped up and he ran across my foot and my heart raced wildly. I was beginning to wonder if saving him was worth the trouble.

 

I came to my senses and saw I could open the French door again and let Spooky chase him outside.  Chippy had other things in mind he darted back under the dishwasher.  During various times in the morning I saw him running a various places in the house and always tried to steer him outside. I never quite succeeded. I was tuckered out and had to relieve myself. I was standing at the commode and I glanced to my left and there was Chippy on the bathroom windowsill. I thought if I can get the window open I could shoo him outside to safety.

 

Just as I stared to crank the window open Chippy jumped over my hand into the commode. I didn’t have evil intentions but instinct took over as he was climbing the porcelain. I slammed the lid closed and flushed him down. Then the horridness of what I had just perpetrated hit my like a ton of bricks.  I called my daughters and told them Chippy had a burial at sea!!!!!!!!!!!

 

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    • nicomp profile image

      nicomp really 6 years ago from Ohio, USA

      I used to believe that chipmunks in suburbia had no natural predators...

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      Tom Whitworth 6 years ago from Moundsville, WV

      nicomp,

      Cats are predators where ever they live. I wasn't predatory in the least. I tried my best to save Chippy!!!!!!!

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      Tim 6 years ago from Los Angeles, CA

      Sad ending but still an enjoyable read.

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      Tom Whitworth 6 years ago from Moundsville, WV

      bat115,

      I felt horrible at the time, but I can enjoy relating the story of Chippy now.

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      Putz Ballard 6 years ago

      Tom, reminds me of the time when me and my friend Troy made a hangman's noose and hung an old stray tom cat. We had not allowed for an extra climbing gear in the cat and when we dropped the gallows door, that old tom cat dropped the clutch and flew up the tree. We quickly lost any desire to hang the poor cat and was trying to let him loose when one of daddy's coon hound made off with him like a flash and that was the end of that. Great hub..

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      Tom Whitworth 6 years ago from Moundsville, WV

      Robert,

      I wouldn't want to be the dog that tried to latch onto Salem. Thanks for your comment.

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      50 Caliber 6 years ago from Arizona

      Tom,

      maybe this will make you feel better.

      http://www.slide.com/r/hD6DvyAOxD9ClUhvUpVcUMABW9Q...

      dusty

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      Tom Whitworth 6 years ago from Moundsville, WV

      Dusty,

      That's a great video. I don't know if I could try to let a chipmunk live in the house.

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      Pamela Oglesby 6 years ago from United States

      Tom, What a way to start the day. It sounds like a 3 ring circus was going on. It's kind of sad and funny at the same time. Good hub.

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      Tom Whitworth 6 years ago from Moundsville, WV

      Pamela,

      I was kinda sad when by instinct I flushed Chippy. After a while I guess it is kinda funny. A 3 ring circus is a good description.

      Thank you for your comment.

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      eovery 6 years ago from MIddle of the Boondocks of Iowa

      Tom, are you turning into an old softy. If chippy got into my home, either the cat or me, with a broom is going to get him.

      Keep on hubbing!

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      Tom Whitworth 6 years ago from Moundsville, WV

      eovery,

      I guess I am a softy. I wanted to let Chippy go back home.

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      Don A. Hoglund 6 years ago from Wisconsin Rapids

      I think we all have experiences with animals getting in the house. With us it was bats.Usually they will go out if they can find the way, but they can flit around so as you never know where they are.

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      Tom Whitworth 6 years ago from Moundsville, WV

      dahoglund,

      I wish Chippy had taken his escape route I offered him. When he startled me by jumping over my arm instinct took over. I wouldn't feel at all bad about offing a bat.

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      SheriSapp 6 years ago from West Virginia

      pretty funny story. It really wasn't a slaughter, just a brief excursion into the deep dark sewage lines!! My mother has munks that dig in her yard, and she is a kind person. She sets live traps, and when she catches one she drives him a few miles away and sets him free. She is a "relocater" I just hope she is not breaking up munk families!!

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      Tom Whitworth 6 years ago from Moundsville, WV

      Sheri,

      I wouldn't have minded relocating Chippy I just wish I hadn't flushed him!!!!!!!!!!!

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      Springboard 6 years ago from Wisconsin

      lolol. THAT was something I did not expect. Poor, poor Chippy. After all the craziness this poor thing endured, perhaps he may have actually been relieved it was all finally over.

      Great story.

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      Tom Whitworth 6 years ago from Moundsville, WV

      Jim,

      I was in such shock when I saw him on the bathroom windowsill and then when he jumped over my arm instinct took over. I still wish I hadn't flushed him.

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      Vladimir Uhri 6 years ago from HubPages, FB

      Tom, interesting story.

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      Tom Whitworth 6 years ago from Moundsville, WV

      Thank you Vladimir. It was an interesting occurrence!!!

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      breakfastpop 6 years ago

      It sounds like a typical day in my backyard.

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      Tom Whitworth 6 years ago from Moundsville, WV

      Pop,

      I wish it had been in the back yard.

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      So much for pet doors, huh? You sure tried hard to make it happen but Chippy just wouldn't read the cards...I like to think he took a ride through the sewer and is living happily in a tree down by the processing plant. Thanks Tom! WB

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      Tom Whitworth 6 years ago from Moundsville, WV

      Wayne,

      That sounds like what we used to say about Spooky's mother. We always said she didnt die she ran off to Vegas.

      Thank you for your kind comment.

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      pam 5 years ago

      We've had similar problems. Yesterday the cats brought in their 3rd chipmonk within 3 months. This time it was under the stove. My husband and I moved the stove which is no easy feat. He had the critter caught in a net and then the dog came to "help" and it got away only to run under and up into the "guts" of the dishwasher. Will it ever come out or will it chew up wires or insulation and ruin the dishwasher? Aaugh!!

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      Tom Whitworth 5 years ago from Moundsville, WV

      pam,

      I feel your pain. Aren't pets and wild critters fun in the proper mixture? LOL (8:D)

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