My cat is a beast. She is the stalker of tiny, innocent creatures in the back garden. She has been known to present me with many dead presents over the years. This time though, she's gone to far and has brought me a real live chipmunk for my very own. The chipmunk, whom I affectionately named "Pepe" from on top of the chair that I was screaming from, (actually, Pepe was screaming too) eloquently fled into the bottom of my kitchen cabinets. Well, actually under the cabinets! Within 15 min the beast had lost all interest in poor little Pepe but I sure haven't because Pepe is still under my dang kitchen cabinets! Me and Pepe might be having a show down sometime soon.