It’s all my fault

I was making a bacon frittata this morning. I cut raw bacon into narrow strips, which resulted in some pieces being only fat. Pork fat is excellent, but it’s possible to overdo it. So I flipped a few chunks out into the forest for nature to biodegrade or for bugs and critters to enjoy.

That’s when I learned chipmunks are omnivores. Or at least huge fans of applewood smoked bacon. Who knew?

Now they won’t go away. They keep sneaking into the Rolling Steel Tent hoping to score another hit of pig. Or whatever else they can find, really.