When Squirrels Attack
I know I don't blog much these days, but life has been just rollin' along. Today was exciting though! This afternoon I noticed a very tired squirrel in our back yard. He was crouching motionless on the ground with his head down and his cute little nose touching the ground. He looked very healthy with a nice fur coat and bushy tail, but I have never seen a tired squirrel before. I got on a pair of gloves and a pet carrier, and these are the results:
Squirrel: Safe in the carrier.
Julia: Not so safe with the gloves.
I was able to walk right up to Mr. Squirrel and grab him, which proved he really was ill. But then he perked right up. He screamed. He bit me. I screamed. I dropped him. Then I persevered and nabbed him again a little closer to his head and shoved him into the pet carrier. He screamed and growled again, threw his little body against the bars, and then huddled in the back. That pretty much was the end of his efforts, though he growled again at Michael when Michael moved the carrier a bit.
Luckily, squirrels rarely are rabid and especially not in Seattle. Also, I'm up on my tetanus. I took Mr. S to PAWS, and hopefully they will be able to do something for him. The last critter I brought them, a mountain beaver, didn't do so well. The mountain beaver had baylis and was put down.
In other news, Fiddle Tunes is coming up! I'm looking forward to a week of music, partying, dancing, and banjo larnin'. Last year I had a blast. I had a disappointment recently, so as a consolation prize, I bought myself a Tascam digital audio recorder. No more low quality cassette recorder, piles of cassettes, bags of batteries, and endless hours sucking the cassettes into my computer. Yay! I feel so 21st century.
We also got a new dishwasher, but that's not so exciting. Just convenient!
3 comments:
Was the squirrel's scream horrible? I've always heard about how bad rabbit ones are, so in my imagination squirrel ones are nightmare-inducing.
And speaking of nightmares - that was really brave of you to pick up a mountain beaver. The wikipedia picture makes them look a little ooky.
I think getting a new dishwasher is quite exciting, but that may be because I don't have one at all.
Not a terrible scream, just pretty loud for a little guy! More of a screech.
The mountain beaver was actually a little cute. He looked like a muskrat without tail. Poor guy was doomed, though.
You, my dear, are braver than I am! EEK! We had a baby opossum in our front yard last year...and I didn't move it. I did however look up online if it's okay to feed them or not and put some of Milo's cat food out for the little bugger. We wouldn't have known it was there except that John was taking out the garbage and came back in telling me "There is a really big and REALLY stupid rat outside the front door". LOL.
I would be terribly excited by a new dishwasher. Seriously.
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