Rosco, the smallest and shrewdest of the adolescent chipmunk "punks", showed up only after I had relocated both parents and three siblings. As you can see here, Rosco narrowly escaped the first encounter with my "peanut-butter gangplank", but after a few minor adjustments, fell into the trash can and took a special ride to the forest on Basalt Mountain, to join the family. Bye bye, Rosco!
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Poor Rosco! I hope he and his siblings found each other!
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