Mobile Home

I hope folks remember me, I am Sparky. Chippy is away on a business trip negotiating a distribution contract in Europe for Woodpile Sunflower Ale. We had a good crop of sunflowers last year, and we have 957 kegs of the stuff to unload. I have 500 shares in the brewery and I am anticipating a big dividend check. I thought I would check out the real estate market at the Woodpile. Why don’t you tag along while I look.

I have been renting a one room studio burrow for a while. It is a bit cramped. I heard there is a recently built place on the market. It is wood frame construction (rather than earth tunnel construction.) Supposedly this is the latest housing fad. It called a “mobile home.” I have no idea what this means. Maybe you do?

It is located in a nice neighborhood.

Lets take a closer look. Edible decorations, waterproof roof, and real wood construction. I was rather hoping for something with a view of the pond. All I can see is the Woodpile. There isn’t much seed storage space either. That’s strange … the entrance hole is a bit small for chipmunks. This “deal” is starting to smell like rotting seeds.

Hey, where did that real estate agent disappear to?

 I have a bad feeling something is sticky about this deal. I am washing my paws of it.

Good thing I didn’t buy that place. It was a “mobile” bird house.

And you had to hang it in a tree yourself!

Good news! I found this burrow with a great view of the pond.

It has five seed vaults and a Jacuzzi hot tub.