So last night Jim Armstrong, my good friend and Wildlife guru brought some traps to catch this critter. So this morning I began the task I have been avoiding for a month or so. Cleaning out the area so we can lay the traps. Well it was just too dark for my comfort so I brought in a halogen work lamp and set to work. As you will know from my previous post, I am a scaredy cat to the core so my neck is all tense and blood pressure on the rise because I do not like being scared or surprised...especially by an animal. So after quitting twice because my nerves could not handle it. I mustered up my courage and had a look. At first all I could see was his nest. THIS AINT A MOUSE. I TOLD YOU IT WAS NOT A MOUSE. Then with the work lamp...I peered a little bit deeper in and there were two beady eyes. My heart jumped a few beats and I peered a little bit more to see the bushy tail. It is a squirrel. Of course I feel much better that it is a squirrel than a rat but I still am tense and my body aches. So since I now know what it is, I can put off cleaning out a little more till Jim A. comes to set the trap. Don't worry it is a hav-a-heart trap...he will not be killed.
Speaking of squirrels, we have a white squirrel that lives near our house. I had first seen it a few days after I moved in and thought...wow...he is old. But when Adam saw it was like wow...you don't seen many of those. Now I don't think it is an albino because he does not have the red eyes. He comes to the back of the house on occasion to roll in the dirt. I guess his form of adaptation. I was concerned recently because I have not seen him, but Phil told me today that he saw him yesterday.
All I can saw...is Squeak, squeak, squeaker, squeakins!
Speaking of squirrels, we have a white squirrel that lives near our house. I had first seen it a few days after I moved in and thought...wow...he is old. But when Adam saw it was like wow...you don't seen many of those. Now I don't think it is an albino because he does not have the red eyes. He comes to the back of the house on occasion to roll in the dirt. I guess his form of adaptation. I was concerned recently because I have not seen him, but Phil told me today that he saw him yesterday.
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No, you owe me a new acorn...or was that, My acorn is missing?
Those traps are great. The larger one helped me get a racoon out of the attic. I have also chased a family of Squirrels out of the attic. I set the trap but they left on their own after they met me.
I have now fixed both holes where these critters gained access.
Yikes. I moved from Philly to escape the "wild" life. But now that we have that farm, I bet the wildlife has just begun...
Tell your friend that on that farm, there are fish in caves that don't have any eyes!
Nancy
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