I hate squirrels. Hate them, hate, hate them, hate them! They gobble my birdseed, dig up my plants, gnaw on my wires, and nest in my attic. And it's all the fault of you people. You squirrel feeders out there.
After reading Steve's post, a flood of memories came to mind of a time when we were young and foolish and moved to Georgia to accept a job. We rented a small house and the reign of terror began. We were terrorized by a band of squirrels that invaded the attic of the house. They chewed the phone lines in half. The Ringgold Telephone company came out and hooked up a phone to a pole outside for us to use until we could rid ourselves of the squirrel issue. It was a sign. We vacated the house and Petticoat Junction for a town that actually only had squirrels outside and not working for the phone company. Just had to share.....
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I feel the same way.
Thanks for posting this…. I am George’s wife and I am a birder (at least when it comes to our backyard birds)…. George shared this with me since we both hate squirrels so much… I don’t buy birdfeed for them —and am fighting them constantly. We have trapped them and taken them FAR away into the woods… But they–and the pesky chipmunks drive us crazy. YET—many of my Blogger friends love them, feed them and think they are all just so cute… Gag….
Thanks for this post.
Betsy
Thanks! I’ve been far too inhibited to admit this to the world– hate squirrels! They had run riot when we moved here, house built in a pecan orchard, chewed into our attic, ran all over the porch, trees, etc. Hubby plugged the hole in the attic, but used wood, so of course they chewed again. You should have seen his face. He came back with sheets of metal for the hole. Then we moved in fully with our cats. Squirrel problem solved. Those cats refused to share space.
Never had another problem.
Chris,
Amen and amen!! I call them tree rats! My husband on the other hand has a mushy heart when it comes to animals and he tried feeding them for a while. Wouldn’t you like to have overheard “those” conversations?
I had a “close encounter of another kind” with a larger rodent. We had moved to Knoxville for his job for a couple of years and while we were living there a ground hog chewed up the wiring harness of my Park Ave.
Bev
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I’m very surprised that so many people hates squirrels,in Denmark we love them and feed them