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Sunday, 1-Nov-2009 11:11
At War With The Squirrels
The war with the squirrels is escalating. Yeah, they were an annoyance when they stole my birdseed. Made me angry when they cut my phone lines and my power. But when they start eating my truck, I bring out the big guns. They chewed the wiring harness to the tail lights so badly and so close to the body of the truck that my mechanic had to remove the bed of the truck to repair the wires.

One of the big guns is a Crosman 2240 single shot .22 CO2 pistol. I'm still practicing with it so that I don't have to waste more than one piece of lead bringing the damned rodents down. Much as I hate them I don't want a lingering death with suffering to answer for when I pass from this world to the next.

So we're trapping the little nut savers. Live trapping and relocating. Much as I would love to shoot the ba$tards, if I can catch them live and move them out of the neighborhood, I will.

The first day I set the trap (with some yummy-licous sunflower seeds) I caught THE ONE. I'm sure it was the one that was eating the truck because I placed the trap right at the bottom of the tree where I found pieces of wire. That's it, truck safe. Mr. black-beady-eyes and I took a ride to the river...and I let him go. I reset the trap but with all the noise he made while he was stuck there, no one braved the trap again and it sat empty but for the night I caught a baby oppossum.

Well, for every one squirrel you see there are ten you don't. And it wasn't long before gosh darn it, more wires were being chewed. So I put the trap out again...and caught another. Over the river and through the woods we went. Trap reset and dag-nabbit, we caught us 'nother one.

So far I've relocated four. This is number four. He is pissed.

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