my week of vaca was wonderful. went to bbq's, watched fireworks, danced at weddings, saw Pirates and Prada (both are good movies).
And a chipmunk got trapped in my house while my parents were away for the weekend. I spent many minutes trying to chase it with a broom, while my cats waited for me to shake it out of various corners...we're a great, if rather ineffectual team. I left to chill with people, and when i came home, it was perched on the curtain rod in our living room, with my kitties lying in wait at the foot of the window. pictures forthcoming. i laughed soo much. it disappeared for a while, and then miraculously appeared on a rug in our dining room the next day. and i was able to schooch (yes, u heard me, SCHOOCH) it out using a paper bag from the grocery store (so thats why u save them!). but it left a tiny puddle of wee-wee on our kitchen floor. oh well, it has been returned to the wild of the bushes outside our porch. hopefully, it will go on to live a happy and cat-free life.
the moral of the story...im very proud that i was pro-active about the whole rodent thing. not for me the climbing onto the table saying "eeek!"