The other night I could hear something chewing/digging in the ceiling of the pantry. This ceiling is right under the space occupied by the basement entrance. So, I took the flashlight and went to look in the window of the basement door and there it was. A HUGE grey squirrel. And I SWEAR the damn thing snarled at me when the light hit him! I'm not sure if there is a nest--didn't wait around long enough to find out. K is just going to have to figure out a way to put out the live trap where the squirrel might actually go into it. And then, WE HAVE TO FIND OUT HOW THEY ARE GETTING IN! I just don't want the thing to get into the basement--THAT would be a heart attack waiting to happen, believe me.
Once again, we have a nest of birds in the eave over the sewing room. The racket the babies make is just incredible. I'm sure they aren't anything more interesting than starlings--and I would REALLY like them gone. We will have to investigate this, too, to see how they are getting in. It is SO much fun living in an old house! (sarcasm is heavy in that last remark :))
Don't you love it when nature moves in?
ReplyDeleteMy daughter asked, 'What in the world do you do to make the wild animals think it is a good idea to move into the house?' I told her if I knew, I would stop doing it! :)
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