The chipmunk has been successfully returned to its natural habitat. Last night, I made a couple of focused attempts to flush the chipmunk out of hiding and catch it. I only succeeded in further traumatizing the chipmunk and dislodging lots of dust balls and lost cat toys from underneath various furniture, and gave up.
When I got up today, the chipmunk did us both the favor of chirping when I walked into the hall. After what I’m sure were more harrowing close calls, the chipmunk was hiding behind the door to the spare room. Forty-eight hours of stress, hunger and thirst (poor little guy) had finally slowed him down enough that I was able to pop a large bowl over him before he got out of the tight space he was cornered in. Then I slid a piece of cardboard under the bowl and out the door we went. What a relief! He certainly beat the odds, surviving for that long in the house with four cats, but I hope he stays outside!
I seem to be seeing (and hearing) a lot more chipmunks and birds this year but fewer gray squirrels (almost none). Is anyone else noticing that?