Good news and bad news. Hurrah! The chipmonk has not returned to re-build the tunnel. It has been three days. I've laid new mulch. Nor have they been harmed--perhaps a little inconvenienced. I still see them every day. They have other tunnels. Alas, they have had babies. Now I feel like a grade A louse. That tunnel was probably the birthing chamber. The little rats can climb our bird feeders as well as their parents.
I'm told I should have titled this story Caddy Shack. Anyway, I've won...for now.
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