So close….

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I took Lord Dudley Mountcatten out in the snow for round two last week and after a few false starts…

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He accepted the white stuff was cold, wet and crunchy but if one is careful, it can be navigated.

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Careful tiptoeing continued… until he spotted my nemesis.

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While I normally don’t encourage carnage or blood sport, all bets are off when it comes to that house/barn/garage gnawing red bitch.

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I was actively encouraging the stalk and made sure to stand motionless and quiet.

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But alas, she out maneuvered us and hid in the woodshed. No doubt sharpening her teeth in between chuckles.

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Lord Dudley was disheartened, not to mention cold… so round two of ‘introduction to snow’ came to a close.

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21 thoughts on “So close….”

  1. Aww….it’s too bad Lord Dudley couldn’t catch the Red Barron and dispose of her……presence at your property. How long do squirrels live anyway? It’s like she’s been taunting you for quite a while now.

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  2. It seems that His Lordship has more than met his match in Ms. Red Squirrel (or maybe he just thinks she’s your problem, not his). In any case, you’re obviously going to need a more predatory pet than a cat to catch her.

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  3. Sorry, but I’m on nature’s side. I hope she can keep you captivated for another ten years. Everyone needs an “evil nemesis.” You certainly have yours. But, she has hers too. You!

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      1. Ah, but she has no idea that you live there, or that you “own” the house. In her world, it’s just a place to use like she would a tree with a hole in it.
        “Those humans are just so damned possessive! They need to learn to share!”

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  4. I may have a better solution for you. We had a problem for a while with groundhogs and we tried all kinds of stuff. The thing that worked was this stuff called repels all. It’s non- toxic and pretty effective. It smells kinda bad, that’s how it works, but the smell didn’t really bother me or Cathy. As for the squirrels, they just go away. Not as good as a bullet, but pretty good. Good luck.

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  5. This stuff is granulated. I found a tunnel entrance, poured a bunch of it down the hole and blasted it into the burrow with my leaf blower. The result: A tender, loving family of sweet little whistle pigs cruelly displaced by a mean selfish bastard who wanted to shoot them.
    I don’t know if your neighbors have feelings about people discharging firearms in their yards (My town does) but a .22 short is about as loud as a cap gun and will still get it done. I could pop a groundhog with one all day long but I’m not very sure about a red squirrel. I don’t know if your marksmanship skills are up to that but if they’re not I’d bet the farm you know someone who does have those skills.
    Then, of course, there’s the good old fashioned rat trap. People say they’re cruel, I disagree. Most of the time they never know what hit them. Much more humane than a glue trap, let alone being torn apart by a cat, who is also running the risk of illness and/ or injury when the beyotch fights back. You know she will.
    I’m sorry for your problem. I don’t want to kill an animal just for being a pain, I’m sure you don’t want to either, but letting an animal undermine the foundation of my house because I’m compassionate makes no sense. We deserve some compassion too.

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    1. I can’t kill the woodchucks as I actually like them and enjoy their antics. Honestly I can’t kill anything, and I won’t set out poison since it works it’s way up the food chain. We just fight the age old home owner vs pesky critter battle and hope they move on.
      😉

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    1. She could have the garage, woodshed and mini barn…. But no. She wants the house and man cave. I don’t blame her, but I’m not rolling out the red carpet either.

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