Welcome Visitors

Welcome to my personal blog. I have another blog, Herbert's Place, but that one limits me to what I sometimes want to publish, because it is mainly used to promote my books. As it says in the header, I want to use this blog to write about things that have nothing to do with my books. There is no real theme here. I'll be writing about anything that causes me to either be happy or somethings that concerns me. It could be political, travel, a hobby, or anything else. So come and visit me sometimes.

Saturday, September 24, 2016

Where are they coming from?




It’s like an invasion. Every day new ones are coming. I’m trying to control them, but it seems useless. First there were only red ones, now the big, grey are moving in. I’ve been catching them and relocating them, but it seems when one is gone, another one shows up. They are a big nuisance.

What am I talking about?

#Squirrels.

Is there an underground movement among the squirrel community? I wonder. The moment I catch one it seems word must get around in squirrel-land that space has been opened up and there is room for a squirrel to move in. Let’s face it, they get sunflower seeds, that are actually meant for the birds, and peanuts that are supposed to be for the Bluejays. It’s like squirrel heaven here. There are no dogs or cats on our property, just shrubs and trees for protection and, of course, all that free food.

Yep, they keep on coming. It is well known that they get free housing, start-up money, free health care, and, best of all, a fortune for every child they have. And they have them. At least six in every family. That’ll get them enough money so they don’t have to work for a living. And an incentive to produce more children that put a strain on our education system. They need teachers and schools, which means higher taxes for the working class. They even get free transportation across the ocean.

Oops! Where did that come from? What has that got to do with squirrels?

Actually nothing. So let’s get back to the squirrels.

I don’t know where those grey ones are suddenly coming from. We’ve never had them and now they come in droves. I caught one yesterday and another one today. When I came back another one had already moved in. He walked around the cage but didn’t go in. I also caught a red squirrel this morning and a Bluejay in the afternoon.  That bird was not happy. That’s what you get for going after the peanuts in the cage. Just greedy, I suppose, because I put plenty of peanuts into the birdfeeders. No need for them to try to steal the ones designated to catch squirrels.

Some people I talk to kill the squirrels. I don’t. I relocate them to a less populated area on the other side of the river. The only way they can come back is across the bridge or, in the winter, across the ice. I hope they don’t come back with revenge in the little brains.

Why don’t I want the squirrels? Well, first of all they eat the peanuts and seeds from the bird feeders and one winter they completely destroyed one of the fancy feeders I bought for 30 bucks from Costco. Even though I do have a soft spot for them, they are not welcome on our lot.

When we had a cottage we used to feed them. One was so tame he came onto the porch and took the peanuts from our fingers. He even jumped onto my lap and onto my shoulder and went as far as scratching on the door when we weren’t outside. Actually, it was a she, because when she had young, she pushed them up the stairs to meet us. One year she didn’t come back and my neighbor told me he shot a bunch of squirrels in the winter.

#Mice are another problem this year. When we bought our traps the sales lady told us that they can’t keep the traps in stock, because so many people buy them. Apparently, you can get ‘humane’ traps so you can release the mice again. Now, that’s more crap I can stand. First of all, where do you release mice? And why would anyone do that? They breed like rats…I mean mice. They do plenty of damage and carry diseases. The traps I buy are also humane traps: They kill them instantly. I feed the mice to the crows. They are a happy bunch on our lot. A bit noisy at times, but better than an invasion of mice in the garden or the garage. There are limits to my tolerance.

No comments:

Post a Comment