The squirrel militia
The most rambunctious, hungry, and angry squirrel known to mankind moved into my attic a couple of weeks ago. Not surprisingly, inviting an exterminator into the mix amplified my squirrel’s anger issues.
Truth be known, this is a friendly trapper who works to avoid killing any wildlife. But apparently the company is so friendly my squirrel thumbed her nose at them.
I say “she” because Randy the Exterminator said so. On his return visit this morning, he said “she is so hungry now she won’t be able to resist the treat I offer her today.” Sounds sort of ominous, but it’s just peanut butter. And a spring-loaded box, so Randy the Exterminator could move her out of my house.
Photo (c) Jules & photoshoppix.com
Mission accomplished. The squirrel, which was supposed to be gone on Friday – before they patched the hole she’d made to come in – is now gone.
Conan and I will not miss her creepy footsteps on the ceiling. The way he chased her around, running from room to room and staring up at the ceiling was adorable. The hole she was making in the office ceiling? Stressful. And our other visitor, a human, hasn’t slept well for days worrying about squirrel bites and a house full of rabid people and pets.
Sounds like interesting fodder for Pet Cemetery 3 – The Family Plot.