What a great day we were having! The snow had finally stopped, and we were more than ready to try out the sled Father had just bought us. I'm not sure why we didn't notice the tree trunk. It seemed to just have hopped into our path bringing along the stubborn chipmunk with it. He neither moved off the stump nor looked our way as the sled slid in its direction. He was acting as if he knew the oncoming sled couldn't dare collide with him.
He could then feel himself racing towards the stump. The chipmunk still not moving. Then. . . BANG, CRASH, BOOM, and came to a complete stop. He got up and saw that the chipmunk was up in a tree. He laughed and went home. There he had a cup of hot chocalate.
Then the next morning he woke up to see? Presents under the tree. The next day they had all sorts of fun. But somehow did they know that winter had only just begun.