Watching squirrels, one can have the misguided thought that they are cute, chipper little creatures, always busy with boundless energy! Scampering joyfully across the lawn or fence, they never seem to sleep. And where do they reside?
Our first monumental encounter with these adorable rodents of the animal kingdom was years ago when we were on holiday. A friend who was listed as the emergency contact for our home alarm tracked us down in Hawaii, pre-cell phone era. He had to go into our house because the alarm kept going off and law enforcement only gives you two Mulligans. A squirrel in the attic had chewed the wiring. When we came home, we trapped the little guy with our politically-correct humane trap and relocated him.
The second encounter was when I tracked a little guy to a nest in one of our pine trees. I knocked it down and discovered our resident squirrel had been “squirreling away” the stuffing from my porch chair cushions, a votive candle from the outdoor lamp, and a plastic leaf. I hoped he had a lovely evening, however, that little guy met a politically incorrect fate.
And our “Third time’s a charm!” moment was this morning – when my fearless hunter husband successfully and humanely trapped and relocated not one, but two squirrels! I hope they find each other so that they can enjoy this new adventure, nowhere near my attic.
Frankly, I knew they had to go when I caught them using the hot tub cover for their playground.