I’ve written about our chipmunk problem. But I misled you, just as I myself was laboring under a misapprehension. That means I was wrong.
We’d been hearing gnawing overhead, and I was right to be concerned. Nothing bothers Fowler, but I was definitely bothered.

Last week, we had a pest removal company send a man to inspect our attic. That’s when we learned we had a family of squirrels comfortably housed up there. He found a hole in the boxing the size of a softball, and when he climbed up onto the roof and clapped his hands, several squirrels erupted from the boxing and raced across the roof, then straight down the side of the

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