In my previous
post I shared a story about an expensive and annoying problem that I am
facing with a marauding band of gray squirrels.
I solicited ideas for how to prevent these sumbitches from chewing
through the wiring harness on my car.
Some of your ideas were
helpful. One commenter, and you know who
you are, made light of this nuisance comparing it to Frostbite
Falls and invoking the characters of Mr. Big, Dear Leader, Boris and
Natasha. Very funny. The comparison
amused another commenter as well.
Far too many people see the little
squirrel as cute and cuddly. In Great
Britain squirrels evoke strong emotions.
So great is the passion of Brits that figurines have been created of
Beatrix Potter’s squirrel characters like the brazen Squirrel
Nutkin, his brother Twinkleberry, Tufty Fluffytail and Timmy
Tiptoes.
Squirrels are prodigious
breeders. They dig holes in the yard to bury nuts to store for later. Then they dig more holes searching for the
nuts they’ve buried. The dumb critters
forget where they’ve buried them, so for every nut they bury they dig five or
six more holes searching for their nuts.
Squirrels never stop gnawing because their teeth never stop
growing. In my case, they chewed up the
wiring harness on my car costing me almost $400 to have repaired.
I must wage war on these varmints.
I have launched Operation Nutcracker, a lethal approach to solving my
squirrel problem. Mind you I’ve tried to
be humane and the thanks I got was a costly repair bill.
After I left my doctor’s office
Thursday, I headed to the grocery store (it was Senior Discount Day). I had added pecan halves to my shopping
list. Then I headed over to my Ace
Hardware Store. Peggy was at the cash register at the front of the store. I
asked her where the rat traps and Gorilla® glue were. Aisle 14 for the traps; Aisle 2 for the glue.
I walked back to the cash
register and made a point of telling Peggy that I was determined to take out
these destructive vermin. She looked approvingly at my purchase and then I
headed home.
Operation Nutcracker involves
placing a sign near the car warning the varmints, in the vein of Sir Winston
Churchill that reads, “I shall fight on the seas and oceans, I shall fight on
the beaches, I shall fight in the fields and in the streets, I shall fight in
the hills. I shall never surrender.”
Then I will place rat traps
baited with pecan halves that I glued to the traps. I worked on the mechanisms
a bit to give them a hair trigger so when they try to eat the tasty treats *SNAP*.
Meanwhile, I will continue to lay
down sniper fire using my GAMO Whisper G2 air rifle with laser sight. I also have ordered a 5-lb. bag of fox urine
granules as a repellent. If my “strategery”
fails, I will call the wildlife removal service I spoke with yesterday and let
them take over the operation.
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