Little Raccoon, who grappled with ... The Outside Worm back in 1965, now is faced with babysitting for Mother Chipmunk's twins. In spite of Mother's assurance that the youngsters will be ""no trouble at all"" their antics run Little Raccoon ragged until he maneuvers them to his own territory -- the stream -- and gets them safely marooned atop friend Beaver's lodge while he enjoys a crayfish dinner on the shore. Little Raccoon and his charges exude a babyish charm which can only be called cute, but the visual surprises in Gioia Fiammenghi's richly populated cartoons and the lustiness of Raccoon's song (""Ah! Crayfish! Crayfish!/It's an eat-it-every-day fish."") moderate that cuteness to becoming proportions.