The other day Brad and I were watching a movie on the couch when, we hear a squirrel...IN OUR HOUSE! This spring we had little baby squirrels born under our deck. Now about 3 months later, they aren't super cute, little, baby squirrels anymore. Nevertheless they stick around the house yapping and playing with one another.
Anyway... back to the squirrel in the house. We followed the noise to the storage room and found that the squirrel had fell down the chimney and was stuck in some of the pipping. Brad opened it up and the squirrel ran back down the disgusting pipe. We kept it open to see if it would come out but it never did. WELL... that night as I was trying to sleep, but I kept hearing a huge rodent running in the walls and above my head... you could say I didn't sleep well. The next morning all I could think about is getting rid of this thing!
Since I have tried death before ("To Kill a Mockingbird") I decided I would call the animal control, and they could find a way to get this bugger out! When the animal control got here, he said the only way he could get it out, was extermination! Having already way to much blood on my hands, I decided to choose life! He would find his way out right?
Anyway while I was at the store, Brad left the storage room open to see if he could catch the little thing. When I got back, Brad yelled, "close the door!"
When I walked into the living room there was Brad (tuckered out) with a tiny toy net and a towel, while the squirrel across the room (tuckered out) lay on the table. As if they were both giving each other a five minute breather! I then decided to get with my inner Pocahontas, and catch this thing. This is when I wish I knew "Squirrel." Like Kronk? "Squeak, squeaker, squeaken," type thing. But I don't, so I asked the squirrel if it wanted to go outside or die! I grabbed the toy net (useless), and the towel (useless) and with Brad and I both chasing, cornering, and scaring the daylights out of the squirrel, finally we got it to go out the window....which that is not easy when you have not one, but two fake trees in your living room by the way.
Anyway... back to the squirrel in the house. We followed the noise to the storage room and found that the squirrel had fell down the chimney and was stuck in some of the pipping. Brad opened it up and the squirrel ran back down the disgusting pipe. We kept it open to see if it would come out but it never did. WELL... that night as I was trying to sleep, but I kept hearing a huge rodent running in the walls and above my head... you could say I didn't sleep well. The next morning all I could think about is getting rid of this thing!
Since I have tried death before ("To Kill a Mockingbird") I decided I would call the animal control, and they could find a way to get this bugger out! When the animal control got here, he said the only way he could get it out, was extermination! Having already way to much blood on my hands, I decided to choose life! He would find his way out right?
Anyway while I was at the store, Brad left the storage room open to see if he could catch the little thing. When I got back, Brad yelled, "close the door!"
When I walked into the living room there was Brad (tuckered out) with a tiny toy net and a towel, while the squirrel across the room (tuckered out) lay on the table. As if they were both giving each other a five minute breather! I then decided to get with my inner Pocahontas, and catch this thing. This is when I wish I knew "Squirrel." Like Kronk? "Squeak, squeaker, squeaken," type thing. But I don't, so I asked the squirrel if it wanted to go outside or die! I grabbed the toy net (useless), and the towel (useless) and with Brad and I both chasing, cornering, and scaring the daylights out of the squirrel, finally we got it to go out the window....which that is not easy when you have not one, but two fake trees in your living room by the way.
1 comment:
You are so brave! I would never be able to get that close to a squirrel! Glad he is out! I have had my own "rodent in the wall" story as well! Not my favorite!
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