Peep is in the house

The other day I was hard at work at my computer, er rather I was attempting to reach Level 400 in Candy Crush, when I heard Mr. Ken come back from shopping. I thought I heard him say:

“Peep is in the house.”

I will admit that I am getting a bit more hard of hearing these days, but I couldn’t imagine what Mr. Ken really said. Peep is the name of one of our beloved “pet” chipmunks.

So I go downstairs and I see Mr. Ken, by the door to the family room. He is waving his arms around and doing a little jig. All the while he is saying:

“Help me catch Peep. He is in the house.”

So, Peep really did come in the house. By this time, I am laughing so hard that I am falling over. Out of the corner of my eye, I see our Peep, leisurely walking around the kitchen, just checking things out. If you are at all familiar with chipmunks, you know that trying to catch them is like trying to capture air. It is impossible.

Peep then takes a stroll into the family room, checking out under the sofa and by the wall. Mr. Ken is still waving his arms and dancing around. I am not much help, since I am still laughing so hard.

I did have the presence of mind to think that if Peep went into a tiny space, all we would have to do is put out a trail of peanut treats and we could lure him out.

Alas, finally Peep did enough exploring and strolled out the door.

We have titled this event, “Peep’s big adventure.”

What big adventures have you had lately?