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The fattest chipmunk I've ever laid eyes on lives in a crevice of the stone wall underneath my office window.  Every morning, he creeps out of his home and alternates between serenading me with vivacious chirping melodies and stuffing so many acorns into the gutter drain pipe that the water gets backed up and pours over the sides of the gutter in a sheet right in front of my window.  Because of this chipmunk, it looks and sounds as if it is torrentially raining outside my window every single day.  I still bring him croutons, though.