There is one on the horizon, of that I am sure! Let me begin by saying that I am the person who captures the snakes and rabbits in the window well, empties the mouse traps, successfully eradicates an entire vole population within a year, (requiring rat traps, smoke bombs, and water irrigation techniques) and will kill insects with a proper, “hrumph!” That is who I am.
With that in mind, picture a squirrel cage with a squirrel in it and no brave husband around to free the little guy from imprisonment. What would you do? Call your sister, of course!
I loaded the cage in the car, called my back-up team, and chatted cheerfully along the route to desolate plains. When I found the perfect “home,” I kept my sis on the phone in case the squirrel attacked me or bit me. This precaution comes from a former lesson I learned in college. Maybe we shall return to that story later?
It seemed easy enough to lift the end and release it. I had a three-foot pole for that purpose. I thought I had done the trick, with my sister listening to my squeals and “eeks” through my car phone, even though I had not seen the squirrel jump out. Back on the road I heard the cage rattling and I panicked!!!!! It was still in the car. What????? My sister calmly instructed me to stop and open the back of the car and re-release the little guy. I did as she said.
Silly me. The cage had merely tipped on its own and I was not in any danger. The next challenge – capturing the fourth squirrel who was just seen minutes upon my return from relocation exercises. I really thought I was done with this whole business.