As previously noted, if you want this to make sense, you should probably start at Squirrel Trouble (part 1).
OK, the squirrel didn’t “get” me. I got him.
First I called Karen back and assured her that I was OK. Then I left the bathroom, closing the door behind me, and hurried out to the garage to find the trap. Got it. Now a slice of apple with a bit of peanut butter… » Read the rest of this entry «
This post is a continuation of Squirrel Trouble (part 1). You pretty much need to read the setup first…
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There I was, home alone minding my own business, working on music at the piano in the living room, when I heard a vigorous splashing sound from the bathroom. There is no good reason for splashes in an empty bathroom, so I walked over to investigate. The splashing sounded like nothing so much as what I might expect to hear if there were a small, frantically frightened, indeed panicking, squirrel in the toilet.
As I walked into the bathroom, a small dark wet bedraggled mammal jumped out of the toilet onto the bathroom floor. At first I thought it might be a rat – after all it was emerging from the toilet.
How Did He Get In There!!!? Did He Crawl Up From the Sewer???
But though the creature was wet and bedraggled and about the right size to be a rather large rat, it had long hair on it’s wet tail.
First estimate – a small squirrel – one of those impertinent little ones – had just climbed out of my toilet in a state of frantic disorientation. » Read the rest of this entry «