There's this charming little squirrel I've named Spot (because he bears a light-colored spot on his back; clever, I know) who is not terribly afraid of people; in fact, when we toss seeds onto the back patio (in response to his begging), he doesn't run away but instead waits while his siblings dash off to safety. In fact, Spot seems as if he wants to come inside. Lately, I always close the garage door behind me when I enter.
Because I'm an optimist and a fool, today I decided to try something new. Holding an almond in my outstretched fingers, I opened the patio door, knelt down, and made the universal tongue-smacking-feeding-time sound at Spot. He nervously hopped around, looking at me, at one point uttering a chittering sound with his teeth. I think it translates roughly as, "Stupid human. Just drop the almond and no one gets hurt!" Of course I didn't listen.
Eventually he decided to take the almond. Now, don't think Disney-princess interaction here, imagine something more along the lines of Cujo. Yup, charming little Spot leaped onto the back of my hand and then jumped away, skittering around a bit until coming to rest a foot or two away from my now-scratched-up hand. "Warned you, buddy. Now drop it."
I tossed him the almond and closed the door.
Moral of the story? In the immortal words of Guy Fleegman, "Of course they're cute now. But in a second they're going to turn mean and ugly somehow and then there are going to be a million more of them!"
Yeah, maybe I won't continue my efforts to hand-train ungrateful little Spot.
Chris
This scene takes place several times a day: Spot climbs to the top of this fencepost, right outside the kitchen window, and looks cute and globular in an attempt to get more handouts. It usually works. Most often, he trundles up to the back door, a sliding-glass affair, and peers in as if to say, "Hungry out here. The seed is gone. More please!" When the dumb humans fail to heed his call, he finds other ways to get our attention, such as this. He also climbs the wall and gets on top of the back-yard floodlights, so as to reach eye-level and peer inside. "Ahem. Hungry!" Clever boy. | ![]() |
Because I'm an optimist and a fool, today I decided to try something new. Holding an almond in my outstretched fingers, I opened the patio door, knelt down, and made the universal tongue-smacking-feeding-time sound at Spot. He nervously hopped around, looking at me, at one point uttering a chittering sound with his teeth. I think it translates roughly as, "Stupid human. Just drop the almond and no one gets hurt!" Of course I didn't listen.
Eventually he decided to take the almond. Now, don't think Disney-princess interaction here, imagine something more along the lines of Cujo. Yup, charming little Spot leaped onto the back of my hand and then jumped away, skittering around a bit until coming to rest a foot or two away from my now-scratched-up hand. "Warned you, buddy. Now drop it."
I tossed him the almond and closed the door.
Moral of the story? In the immortal words of Guy Fleegman, "Of course they're cute now. But in a second they're going to turn mean and ugly somehow and then there are going to be a million more of them!"
Yeah, maybe I won't continue my efforts to hand-train ungrateful little Spot.
Chris
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Rats with fancy tails, that's all.
Mean little farkers, too.
Wait til one gets in your attic and chews up all your wiring, or dies in the chimney, or they wake you up at all hours because squirrel sex in a nice warm attic is FUN!
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D.
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I doubt you could catch rabies from a claw mark...good thing you weren't bitten though.
D.
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Rodents aren't common carriers
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This one? He's a bit too feisty and over-enthusiastic, I suspect. Next time: gloves. And bigger nuts. (Heh heh.)
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Squirrels aren't the issue at our house - but we have a serious flicker problem. They've really turned into bullies.
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Hahaha! I know what you mean about the cost of feeding our outdoor friends. Gosh, I go through a bag of sunflower seeds every week or two, plus the bag of miscellaneous birdseed. And the occasional tasty treat for the unappreciative little bastards.
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Tree rats, albeit cute ones with fuzzy tails and good PR agents.
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Also, just noticing here, but Spot is looking pretty rotund!!! LOL!! I wonder if he treks from house to house, pulling the same stunt on everyone! :)
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