Of all the rocks that lie along the stream, there is one that stands out. Its a large flat rock that rests next to the water's edge where the steam is at its widest. It is a great deal larger than the surrounding rocks and its broad flat surface always draws my gaze as though expecting to see someone or something perched upon it. I never have. But, the other day Tinkerbelle, Topsie and I did see something crawl out from under it. In the smallest and quickest of movements, something darted out from the rock as we walked by. We stopped and squinted across the stream barely making out the diminutive form of a chipmunk. Perhaps it had heard us walk by and came out to investigate. It stood still just next to the rock before darting back. Probably safest under the rock with the hawks around, I thought, as I led the pack home.
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| A diminutive chipmunk emerged from the rock |
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| A large flat rock rests next to the water's edge |
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