So for the past few weeks, Chris and I have been dealing with our kitty, Scout, bringing in chipmunks while we are gone (He has a kitty door that gives him the freedom to come and go as he pleases...it's awesome well, it was until a couple of weeks ago). It hasn't been that much of a pain we just scoop them up and put them outside, we even released some in a nearby park that is, until my dad told me that they travel about a 6 mile radius so they would probably just come back.
Well, this past weekend Chris and I went to the lake for a little mini-vacation. We come home on Monday and well there were no chipmunks in the house, at least none we could find. We thought we found traces of one but Scout didn't go looking for it so we just went about out business.
On to Tuesday, we wake up and our guest room has a bad smell in it so we figure it's a dead chipmunk and we would take care of it when we got home from work. So I am cleaning out the guest room closet and what do I find not one but two dead chipmunks. So I clean it all up, vacumming and carpet cleaning as I go. I am just finishing putting everything back in place when I go to move a chair and out comes a chipmunk. It scares me to death...so I panic and shut the door and immediately call Chris to find out when he will be home. He comes home and we get the chipmunk out of the room and all is well, right? I mean by this time I have put Scout on punishment and he can't use his kitty door so that should solve the problem. So we go grab a bite to eat and then come home and Scout comes in and is eating but then gets distracted by what, another chipmunk that is behind a cabinet in our kitchen so Chris gets it out and again I think that I am in the clear so I finish cleaning everything and am going to sit down in a chair in the living room and relax and what happens a chipmunk comes flying out of the chair. CRAZY! Chris again being my hero, got out the 3rd live chipmunk of the evening. By this time my nerves are frazzeled. I try to sleep but every little creak in the house freaks me out. I am super paranoid all night and to top it off acrons are falling on our roof so everytime I hear that I tense up and hide under the covers in fear a chipmunk being in my room.
So the moral of the story, chipmunks aren't cute and cuddly, there annoying and are everywhere in my backyard so Scout can't go and come as he please anymore cause we're tired of the chipmunks. This weekend my goal is to super clean my house and get rid of the chipmunks. If they know what's good for them they'll leave my yard :) !