tevagirl
<font color=teal>Saving little old ladies from gun
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We have squirrels in out attic. Earlier in the week I woke up, stumbled out of bed and found my dh on the attic steps, head in the attic, barking. I said "What are you doing?" He said he was scaring the squirrels. All righty then.
Unfortunately he barks like a poodle and the squirrels were not impressed. (No offense, Petey.)
So yesterday in the mail comes this big box with dh's name on it. He bought himself a live trap from ebay. I'm thinking that sounds like a good idea until he puts the trap outside in the yard instead of up in the attic.
After 36 years of marriage, I should know better, but I ask anyway..why?
Because, he tells me, there are only six squirrels that come in our yard. He recognizes them. So once he traps the six squirrels that come in our yard the problem will be solved. According to the great squirrel hunter the other hundreds of squirrels in our neighborhood don't come into our yard. They have their own yards.
This morning he sets up the trap and lo and behold gets himself squirrel number one.
Now the big question...what do we do with said squirrel? Can't eat him, we live in New Jersey. He's full of lead. Can't kill him, he's named him, for goodness sakes. So, he takes the squirrel, who by the way was quite pissed off (not sure if it was due to being caught or the 50 pictures my dh made him pose for) gets in his truck and drives the squirrel to a park two miles away. Now, I've heard you have drive them at least 4 miles or they'll find their way back but, hey, who am I?
One down, five to go.
Stay tuned.
Unfortunately he barks like a poodle and the squirrels were not impressed. (No offense, Petey.)
So yesterday in the mail comes this big box with dh's name on it. He bought himself a live trap from ebay. I'm thinking that sounds like a good idea until he puts the trap outside in the yard instead of up in the attic.
After 36 years of marriage, I should know better, but I ask anyway..why?
Because, he tells me, there are only six squirrels that come in our yard. He recognizes them. So once he traps the six squirrels that come in our yard the problem will be solved. According to the great squirrel hunter the other hundreds of squirrels in our neighborhood don't come into our yard. They have their own yards.
This morning he sets up the trap and lo and behold gets himself squirrel number one.
Now the big question...what do we do with said squirrel? Can't eat him, we live in New Jersey. He's full of lead. Can't kill him, he's named him, for goodness sakes. So, he takes the squirrel, who by the way was quite pissed off (not sure if it was due to being caught or the 50 pictures my dh made him pose for) gets in his truck and drives the squirrel to a park two miles away. Now, I've heard you have drive them at least 4 miles or they'll find their way back but, hey, who am I?
One down, five to go.



I have Squirrel Wrestling going on in the attic of my garage right now. In the springtime it turns into Squirrel Rodeo.