So, the spouse and I have squirrels in the attic...literally and probably figuratively. Anyway, I remember when my oldest brother battled them at my mom's. (this is only one of many squirrel vs my family stories). We usually win, but not without a fight.
me: "you better just cover it with metal of some sort, big brother tried everything at mom's and ended up using galvanized steel mesh or something...they'll chew through anything"
So, spouse started with resin over the 2" hole.
him: "they won't eat resin...it's toxic...it'll kill them..."
me: "ooookkkkkaaaaayyyyy"
He only covered a part of it to wait for it to dry for another layer.
Squirrels chewed through what was there.
squirrels: "hey, do you see how this guy made our hole smaller? ha! amateur!"
So, spouse gets spray foam and fills the hole.
him: "they won't eat foam...it's toxic...it'll kill them..."
me: "ooookkkkkkaaaaayyyy"
Squirrels chewed through it.
Squirrels: "look! he tried spray foam...nice play, but no way"
So, spouse gets small sheets of aluminum.
him: "they'll have to pry this up AND chew it"
me: "I told you big bro tried everything"
Squirrels: silence, but it's only been an hour. I give them 24 to outsmart us again.
too bad blind little brother died this summer. I could have called him in for squirrel shooting duty from the INSIDE of the house via a close range shot from a 22 with bird shot in it. (the title of my blog has RURAL in it, folks)
ah, the memories.
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too stinkin funny!! love it!! yeah the squirrels will take on anything!! goodluck!!!
big brother is laughing wherever he is...poor spouse...
So, have you gotten them yet?
i think the fact that you said "folks" makes you more rural than wanting to shoot a bothersome squirrel...but thats just me.
Looks like we win in the fight against the squirrels for now. Note: we also battled yellow jackets, too, and I ended up stung on the arm. K got it on the eyebrow. That was b4 the squirrels. We're still fighting these suckers.
and,km, you're absolutely right. my dialect gives me away before my actions, usually...this coming from a Latta-ite.
Very funny.
Let Normie loose in the attic!
Inez
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