Another gift

Gambol has been harassed by a chipmunk under the hose since it came out for the Spring feed-up. He runs in the lilies of the valley, noses around the rocks by the hose, and jumps into the irises by the propane tank chasing the little fellow. Not any more; the chipmunk dallied a millisecond too long and became Gambol's first kill. I'm not counting the grouse because I think the fence did that. He shook it a couple of times, then presented the body to me. (I had to ask; it's not his idea, and I get the feeling he'd rather not.) I think Gambol was surprised when he came up the victor.
We had a possible Philadelphia vireo sighting...unless it was a red-eyed, but I didn't notice any red.