Chipmunk at the library

A few minutes ago, I had just finished checking out a book at the
local library ("The Game Changer", some tome on corporate innovation
by A.G. Lafley, CEO of P&G - anyone know if it's any good a read?)

As I was stepping out the door, a tiny brown race-striped thing dashed
madly past my legs and headed at high speed towards the Children's
section! I stepped back inside a bit, and apologetically told the
librarian that I'd let a chipmunk into the library. She giggled, but
she knew I wasn't kidding - she'd seen it too. Not really knowing
what else to do, I headed home.

But when I got home, I thought that I'd better call the library to
make sure things were all right. The librarian there was still in
fits of giggles, and she told me that they caught the chipmunk looking
forlornly out the window, and managed to shoo it out. I'm so glad.

When I got off the phone, both Dot and Buster were standing on my lap.
"Did you just say 'chipmunk', Daddy? What's this about a chipmunk??"

Takayuki wrote:

As I was stepping out the door, a tiny brown race-striped thing dashed
madly past my legs and headed at high speed towards the Children's
section! I stepped back inside a bit, and apologetically told the
librarian that I'd let a chipmunk into the library. She giggled, but
she knew I wasn't kidding - she'd seen it too. Not really knowing
what else to do, I headed home.

But when I got home, I thought that I'd better call the library to
make sure things were all right. The librarian there was still in
fits of giggles, and she told me that they caught the chipmunk looking
forlornly out the window, and managed to shoo it out. I'm so glad.

When I got off the phone, both Dot and Buster were standing on my lap.
"Did you just say 'chipmunk', Daddy? What's this about a chipmunk??"

Can we be Library Cats like Dewey?

Joyce

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Excuse for Not Doing One's Homework:
My pit bull, here, ate it.
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wrote:

Takayuki wrote:

When I got off the phone, both Dot and Buster were standing on my lap.
"Did you just say 'chipmunk', Daddy? What's this about a chipmunk??"

Can we be Library Cats like Dewey?

They've actually had a library *mouse* in the children's section of
that library. It must be a long tradition, as I used to sit with the
library mouse there when I was just an elementary school student
myself. Although since renovations decades ago, what was then the
children's section is now periodicals, and the children's section is
where adult non-fiction used to be.

On Mon, 23 Aug 2010 20:55:54 -0400, Takayuki wrote:

wrote:

Takayuki wrote:

When I got off the phone, both Dot and Buster were standing on my
lap. "Did you just say 'chipmunk', Daddy? What's this about a
chipmunk??"

Can we be Library Cats like Dewey?

They've actually had a library *mouse* in the children's section of that
library. It must be a long tradition, as I used to sit with the library
mouse there when I was just an elementary school student myself.
Although since renovations decades ago, what was then the children's
section is now periodicals, and the children's section is where adult
non-fiction used to be.

One of the bookcases in the Children's Section at the main downtown
public library in Nashville, Tennessee used to (and may still) have a
small wooden "mouse house" attached to it, a little house facade with a
mouse-sized doorway. I remember one librarian once told me that she had
once seen an actual mouse dash across the room and into the mouse house.

--
John F. Eldredge --
"Reserve your right to think, for even to think wrongly
is better than not to think at all." -- Hypatia of Alexandria