The kids and I decided to go in the pool after school today. John shouted to me “There’s a squirrel in the pool!” John ran to get the big skimmer, but Gillian was faster. She used her little skimmer and rescued the chipmunk (it wasn’t a squirrel). 

Poor little Chippy (that’s what Gillian named him), took a little rest on the side of the pool. He must have been exhausted. He then ran away and joined his friends. Hope he doesn’t decide to go for another swim.