What about when they hop up on your leg and start eating out of your cup of trailmix? I was sitting on a rock one day, eating my cup oftrailmix, studying the lake out infront of me, when I feel something weighing down on my hand... I looked down, and sure enough there was a chipmunk in my cup... thelittle bugger was eating the peanuts and raisins and whatnot... I just stared at it and thought to myself 'you've got to be kidding me...nobody messes with my trailmix...'

When we were younger, my brothers and I would find a Y-shaped branch,cut it, take a big rubber band, break it and tape an end onto each of the two prongs, then make a pouch out of a strip of duct tape,and hunt the local chipmunks... I must say, those homemade slingshots worked quite well, and were a bane to many a neighborhood chipmunk and chickadee back in the day. I remember shooting them with an old fiberglass Ben Pearson longbow (which is actually 3 feet from me now, leaning against the wall) which I found in my grandmother's basement... I was actually pretty good with that thing... But I've left the chipmunks alone for some time now, left them to their little games, and moved onto bigger things...