Gary Paulsen: THE COOKCAMP
"Not two whiskers from the boy's fingers the chipmunk stopped and sat up again, looking directly into the boy's eyes, watching him, waiting for him to move.
And when the boy didn't move, when he held as still as a piece of wood, the chipmunk leaned carefully forward, rested on one tiny paw, and used his mouth to pluck the piece of pie-crust dough out of the boy's fingers."








