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Once upon a time, like today, as I walked outdoors. I notice a chipmunk in one of my flower gardens that looked like it was having a seizure. Feeling sorry for the creature, I noted where it was and thought I’d keep an eye on it for a while. With time the poor little small striped squirrel didn’t get any better and I was beginning to wonder about it maybe having rabies. That’s when my husband arrived home and agreed with the thought of rabies and considered it best to end the poor creature’s life and to bury it deep under ground. Mark made a mad dash into the house only to return with his guitar in hand, strumming and singing Amazing Grace while the poor creatures life ended. The song was quickly followed by another made up song about the chipmunk being Hindu and returning to life as a giraffe.