Let's talk squirrels...you know those cute little guys you see in the park that nibble on nuts, stand on their hind legs and look at you with those sweet brown eyes...so cute....people feed them, ooh and ahhh over them, etc, etc, etc. They scamper around, jumping through trees from limb to limb.
So charming, right?
Well, maybe not.
Let's REALLY talk squirrels...
Did I mention there is a freaking COMMUNE of them living in my front yard? It's fall people and we have three pecan trees out there and those cute little guys - well they believe those trees are THEIRS.
You cannot imagine the dirty looks that can come from those brown eyes. I kid you not the fuzzy little guys can take on the look of a rabid dog when one threatens to get a little too close to what they believe to be home.
And the fruits of those trees - oh no, they belong only to the squirrels.
Did I mention they bury said fruit all over the yard?
Now we're getting to the true root of the problem.
The past six years I have dreamed of having the front beds landscaped. This week that dream came true.
So, so lovely and defined and pretty...exactly what I wanted. (I plan to share photos if the sun will ever shine again.)
So, you can imagine my horror when I looked out and saw not one but MULTIPLE little holes dug in the newly laid mulch.
There was no denying it, the little diggers have begun to bury their treasures in my flower beds.
THIS is war!
I admit I have always enjoyed watching them scamper around the yard and play - as long as they stayed in what I deem their designated play area but, damn it, my flower beds are off limits.
So, here's the facts:
1) I've always thought squirrels were entertaining. I may have been wrong.
2) The Senor works in telecom therefore he has been at war with the squirrels since the beginning of time as they destroy co-ax, fiber and anything else they can gnaw their teeth on. I thought he might have been out of line. I may have been wrong.
3) Last year I watched a squirrel eat every bit of the bird food out of my bird feeder while hanging upside down. At the time I found it irritating but kind of funny. I may have been wrong.
4) Since getting to know the squirrel a little better I'm thinking Carrie Bradshaw may have been right when she said, "A squirrel is just a rat with a cuter outfit".
I've read some theories on how to rid oneself of the squirrel...coffee grounds, red pepper flakes, coyote urine (surely they jest).
If only I lived back in the country - SHOTGUN!
Okay, who am I kidding? I even release spiders to the wild!
Lowe's sales guy, here I come.
So charming, right?
Well, maybe not.
Let's REALLY talk squirrels...
Did I mention there is a freaking COMMUNE of them living in my front yard? It's fall people and we have three pecan trees out there and those cute little guys - well they believe those trees are THEIRS.
You cannot imagine the dirty looks that can come from those brown eyes. I kid you not the fuzzy little guys can take on the look of a rabid dog when one threatens to get a little too close to what they believe to be home.
And the fruits of those trees - oh no, they belong only to the squirrels.
Did I mention they bury said fruit all over the yard?
Now we're getting to the true root of the problem.
The past six years I have dreamed of having the front beds landscaped. This week that dream came true.
So, so lovely and defined and pretty...exactly what I wanted. (I plan to share photos if the sun will ever shine again.)
So, you can imagine my horror when I looked out and saw not one but MULTIPLE little holes dug in the newly laid mulch.
There was no denying it, the little diggers have begun to bury their treasures in my flower beds.
THIS is war!
I admit I have always enjoyed watching them scamper around the yard and play - as long as they stayed in what I deem their designated play area but, damn it, my flower beds are off limits.
So, here's the facts:
1) I've always thought squirrels were entertaining. I may have been wrong.
2) The Senor works in telecom therefore he has been at war with the squirrels since the beginning of time as they destroy co-ax, fiber and anything else they can gnaw their teeth on. I thought he might have been out of line. I may have been wrong.
3) Last year I watched a squirrel eat every bit of the bird food out of my bird feeder while hanging upside down. At the time I found it irritating but kind of funny. I may have been wrong.
4) Since getting to know the squirrel a little better I'm thinking Carrie Bradshaw may have been right when she said, "A squirrel is just a rat with a cuter outfit".
I've read some theories on how to rid oneself of the squirrel...coffee grounds, red pepper flakes, coyote urine (surely they jest).
If only I lived back in the country - SHOTGUN!
Okay, who am I kidding? I even release spiders to the wild!
Lowe's sales guy, here I come.
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