The golfers were getting angrier all the time. "If I had my way, I'd trap the little varmints and ship them miles away," raged one man. And this threat was overhead by a timid little squirrel named Tyke.

"I don't want to be locked up in a cage and taken to a strange place," he wailed. "We have to stop stealing the balls now." And some of the squirrels, who were growing tired of the war agreed.

Never had a meeting drawn such a crowd before. "It's time we took a vote on this," declared Sonny, who was almost as large as Siggy, and longed to replace him as leader. And the air was electric with excitement as the squirrels jostled each other for a better look at the speakers.

"It's up to me to decide that," insisted Siggy. "I am the leader."

"None of us want to risk being trapped," said Tyke's mom Cindy. "I say we stop while we're still ahead."