A meeting was called by Sonny, who demanded that the golf ball-snatching stop immediately. "The very last thing we want is to attract even more people here," he said. "We've become part of the problem rather than the solution."

And everyone agreed that all hostilities must end.

So it was that peace once again reigned on the golf course.

Until that is, one mischievous little squirrel named Moxy raced across the green at the 18th hole and nabbed a ball that had rolled there.

"Another move like that one and you'll be banished," warned Siggy, although he secretly applauded the action.

"It was a grand gesture," he told Suzy.

"And it signalled the end of an era," she replied wistfully. For it was destined to be the last golf ball to be "squirreled" in that way.