Awe, they brought us a present

One evening this week, (not sure exactly what day) I open our back door to let one very anxious basset hound in the house. I had noticed that his bark was more forceful than usual and he was standing back away from the door noticeably barking at something. As I opened the door, I witnessed a deceased chipmunk (not sure if it was Chip or Dale) laying gracefully before our door mat.

Then - I put the evidence together and I remembered my Bear mentioning that there was lots of burrowing right next to the porch in the back yard. 

Not sure if it was Bonnie, Clyde or our fierce hunting machine Satchel that took the munk down but apparently they decided to honor us with this humble present. 

Rest  in peace little fella.