Hell outside...

Am about to restructure my flat. I have already brought my stereo from the chipmunk room to the bedroom so that they won't gnaw the cables again (one of them burnt his whiskers off!). Ups, did I say "chipmunk room"? For sure I mean the living room... Will have to buy new plants to fill the empty space. I know the new plants will be the chipmunks personal playground, will be dug out and my living room will be a mess. I don't care. After all, it is truly the chipmunk room. We are only the trained bipeds who have to provide new food and entertainment.