Cheetah or Chipmunk?

Today Bronson came running up to me all excited saying "Cheetah, cheetah, cheetah!" telling me that there was a cheetah out the window. I thought maybe it was a bunny or maybe a cat. But, no. It was a chipmunk. Just sitting right outside the window. I managed to get a few pictures before the boys' excited squeals and window-banging scared it away. Two-year-old vocabulary cracks me up!