Perhaps these are not the thoughts of spring and summer we normally entertain. Flowers, birds chirping, green lawns, people walking dogs, are much more preferable musings. We have other issues.
Yesterday I was taunted by five squirrels for over two hours. Let me tell you, nothing gets me out of bed faster than a squirrel on my roof! I have rodent repellent which I’ve dutifully sprayed nightly and which “appeared” to work. No. I was only lulled into thinking I was successful. They came back in full force! They brought friends! I actually went out and sprayed one of the little mischief makers, speaking with him. “Now you’ll be ostracized!” I said. It didn’t stop them from nibbling a new spot on the siding of my house.
I promptly came in and went online and ordered solar-sonic repellent aids. They have a guarantee. Hm. They cost enough, but less than residing the house. I refrained from the poison. I’d really rather use ammunition, but as you know, I’d need a new ocular prescription.
However, I am not above poisoning the ants at the back door of the garage, who managed to arrive yesterday for another summer visit. I really wouldn’t have thought much about nature ganging up on me until I received my husband’s text prior to boarding his plane in the afternoon. “We have a large hole dug at the base of a one of the pines on the driveway.”
Seriously? I threw a smoke bomb down there and prayed it wouldn’t ignite a brush fire in the neighborhood.