I apologize to new folks who are unaware of the ongoing joke about squirrels. It's so old now, I can hardly remember the beginnings of it, but suffice it to say that it had something to do with a really ugly bathrobe my daughter gave me. Someone on this site occasionally shares things of a squirrel nature with me, and it keeps me laughing all day. Someone else, carolek572 , actually asked for this, so blame her.
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I saw this one Facebook recently and it cracked me up lol Thanks for sharing here to greaterexp
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Oh, so funny, and I am nut sorry that I asked for it!
I enjoy every one of them post keep it coming
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My ramp is on the side of the house that is sheltered by a huge oak and large hickory. The squirrels sit high in those trees cracking acorns and hickory nuts. Occasionally they drop one onto the ramp, so every day the ramp is so littered with nuts and shell fragments that walking down it is hazardous (imagine walking on marbles). I keep a broom at the top of the ramp so I can sweep it a couple of times a day. I need one of those signs for the squirrels to indicate a nut free zone.
And, to make matters worse, mice are attracted to the nut fragments dropped, so they come up at night to glean the remnants. The other morning, I stepped out my door and over a 5' long black snake who had been attracted by the mouse scent. Fortunately, my broom was at hand and though he was loathe to leave, I swept him off the ramp as well. Ah, the joys of country living.
Having lived and wandered in California foothills/canyons/mountains for half my life, I am careful never to put hands or feet where I can't see what's there. Here, rattlesnakes are occasional, not frequent, but copperheads are plentiful. And having lived in rural wooded north Florida for many years, I also avoid brush and leaf piles. I am not at all fond of slithering creatures though I wish them no harm. At zoos I won't go into the snake house.
My husband and his scout troop in South Florida used to catch and sell water moccasins to the Serpentarium where they were milked for venom (to make anti venom). My husband thought I was silly to be so reluctant to appreciate snakes. One day, he caught a little grass snake, brought it to me and asked me to touch it. As I was backing away, the little snake latched onto the web of skin between his thumb and first finger. He eventually shook it off, but that was proof enough for me about messing with snakes, even little harmless ones. Here in Virginia, I hate going into the chicken coop and finding a large black snake in one of the nests, lumpy from eating eggs. The hens don't seem to mind when it's motionless, but I sure do!
I have a dozen squirrels living in my house! In it! Only because the last 20 years I had been at war with them. Trying to keep them from getting to my bird feeders. They destroyed many. I tried the baffle things. Tried the bird feeders that closed with the weight of squirrel. Tried all the squirrel proof feeders. Tried putting red pepper flakes in with the bird seed. I tried a motion activated hose sprayer. I tried electrifying the feeders using a cattle fence power supply. (Worked for a bit, sending squirrels flying, even the non-flying types.), I tried everything. As payback, they chewed holes in my roof and would run from front to back of the house in the attic at obnoxious times of the morning, and I am a morning person, so why when the sun wasn't even close to up yet? I also live trapped literally dozens and dozens, till I believe there was only one left in the neighborhood. It....well brought dozens more back in.
Anyway, everyone I know has gotten me little stuffed squirrels. Some that chatter! Even one with red beady eyes.
Well, happy to say we came to an understanding. Or did I just find the right combination of baffle, distance from anything having cut down half the tree in the backyard, the barbed wire atop the feeder? This morning, the one I know has been around for years, came up to me looking for special treats (wildlife peanuts in the shell from the nut factory), saying it was fall! Told it, not till the snow falls. LOL
Love it!!!
Goatgal, if this ever becomes a nut free zone, I'm gonna be sad. There's a lot of us that will have to go offline! Lol My Dad hated the squirrels ravaging his garden so he began live trapping them and driving 15 miles to let them out across the little river. He swore they came back to torment him so he spray painted tails orange so he could track them. He never saw them come back! My dad had a great sense of humor!