Chipmunks part trois

I mentioned a while back that the chipmunks have returned. The bricks on the patio and walkway have come unearthed. Holes keep appearing in the dirt. Cranky keeps fixing things and the next morning this work has been undone.

What to do? He's tried every kind of ammo known to man, apart from dropping a nuclear bomb on our property. Actually, considering how we feel about our surroundings right now that might not be such a bad idea.

As upset as Cranky is, he is mercifully not as crazed as he was last year. He just ordered more glue traps but he's not running wild-eyed around the property looking for more places to put them. We have almost become resigned to seeing another member of the chipmunk family = and clearly there are MANY of them - popping up.

We have other things to worry about - Cranky Jr. #1's so far unpleasant experience at grade school, Cranky Jr. #2's thuggery...and our little mountain climber Cranky Jr. #3 falling off of something. We have distractions like breaking up a fight between Jr.s #1 and #2 riding in the cart during family outing to Costco yesterday, thinking Jr. #2 is totally toilet-trained and then getting a nasty surprise...the list goes on.

So while we're not totally at the "live and let live" stage we at least are managing to co-exist with the chipmunks without driving ourselves nuts. We've got kids for that.