I was sitting very quietly working on the basket when I caught a quick movement from the corner of my eye. A chipmunk had come around the corner of the deck. It stopped and, well, glared at me. Chipmunks have beady little black eyes. So do squirrels. You could read almost any expression in those sorts of eyes. But chipmunks have a darkish stripe that goes from ear to nose at the eye that elongates the eye and lighter patches of fur above and below that add even more to the effect, and given a certain angle of the head, these eyes looked narrowed and quite resentful. "This is MY pathway. What's SHE doing here?!"
I smiled. I said "Hello, there." But it turned and scurried off. Obviously it had Very Important Business somewhere and now it had to find another way there, huff.
I hope I didn't make it too late.