I was spending the afternoon working on some repairs to an outbuilding on my property. I was barefoot, as usual. Several times I had to go back to my shop for tools or other supplies. On one trip back to my shop, I was almost to the side door & reaching for the door knob when there was a flash of movement near my feet & at the same time I felt my bare foot step on something hard. What had happened was, two chipmunks were chasing each other & came around the corner just as I got there. One of them ran right under my bare foot & I stepped on it's head! Startled, I jumped & let out a yelp..... well, I felt like it was more like a little girl letting out a scream! I'm glad there was no one else around. I was embarrassed enough at myself, without anyone else seeing my reaction! The chipmunk population around here has gotten way out of control. I can see 4-5 any time I look around outside my house & they have been digging holes everyplace. I've declared war on those little bastards & I'm killing every one I can!
Lol It's funny that you say that! The reason is that back in high school days or shortly thereafter, I somehow acquired the nickname, Alvin. I still have a friend that calls me that.