I am evicting the chipmunks living in our garage. Since they ignored my pleas to go quietly, I was obliged to put out a trap. A subtle, catch-and-release trap (I can kill mice and moles but not chipmunks–I don’t have it in me. I watched too much Disney growing up.). Even so, I didn’t tell the kids.
But they saw it anyway.
And this is what they did to it:
“Guys, what’s all this?” I asked.
“They should have an acorn party before they get trapped! They deserve it!”
Looks like Chip and Dale will overwinter with us after all.