Squirrels in the attic
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3 years ago, wife and I wake up hearing a chirping grinding noise. Then a small whole opens up in the cieling and a squirells head pops out, it looks around then goes back into the attick. War has been declared; Squirrels must be eliminated. Genocide against tree rats. We have sliding glass doors to backyard, bastards are running around feeling free and un fettered. I take my trusty wrist rocket and wait. From 30 feet I shoot and hit one with pellet shot from wrist rocket ... dead ... only 20 some more to go. I find several squirrel nests in attack and toss them. I put a rat trap in attack bated with peanut butter. Surely this will thwart them, but alas no, squirrels are muscular and physically fit rodents that will not be succumbed by rat traps. Even when the trap is snapped on them they can crawl out none the worse for ware. I find that a mixture of rat poison and peanut butter make a toxic mixture that any tree rat can't ignore. I put a plate of peanut butter and rat poison mixed together in the attic. The pesky varmints eat it and eat it then stop eating it. But I remember, I have an attic full of insulation and who the heck knows where it/they died. I go up into the attic and search, pulling up insulation. Finally I find my dead adversary. After inspection of my roof I find out where they were crawl in. A hole in my facia board, I replaced it with pressure treated wood. No more problems. Lesson learned.
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3 years ago, wife and I wake up hearing a chirping grinding noise. Then a small whole opens up in the cieling and a squirells head pops out, it looks around then goes back into the attick. War has been declared; Squirrels must be eliminated. Genocide against tree rats. We have sliding glass doors to backyard, bastards are running around feeling free and un fettered. I take my trusty wrist rocket and wait. From 30 feet I shoot and hit one with pellet shot from wrist rocket ... dead ... only 20 some more to go. I find several squirrel nests in attack and toss them. I put a rat trap in attack bated with peanut butter. Surely this will thwart them, but alas no, squirrels are muscular and physically fit rodents that will not be succumbed by rat traps. Even when the trap is snapped on them they can crawl out none the worse for ware. I find that a mixture of rat poison and peanut butter make a toxic mixture that any tree rat can't ignore. I put a plate of peanut butter and rat poison mixed together in the attic. The pesky varmints eat it and eat it then stop eating it. But I remember, I have an attic full of insulation and who the heck knows where it/they died. I go up into the attic and search, pulling up insulation. Finally I find my dead adversary. After inspection of my roof I find out where they were crawl in. A hole in my facia board, I replaced it with pressure treated wood. No more problems. Lesson learned.
kmg365 wrote:
3 years ago, wife and I wake up hearing a chirping grinding noise. Then a small whole opens up in the cieling and a squirells head pops out, it looks around then goes back into the attick.
:laugh: :laugh: Classic... Yeah, I draw the line at rodents in the house. That's why we keep the cats around.
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3 years ago, wife and I wake up hearing a chirping grinding noise. Then a small whole opens up in the cieling and a squirells head pops out, it looks around then goes back into the attick. War has been declared; Squirrels must be eliminated. Genocide against tree rats. We have sliding glass doors to backyard, bastards are running around feeling free and un fettered. I take my trusty wrist rocket and wait. From 30 feet I shoot and hit one with pellet shot from wrist rocket ... dead ... only 20 some more to go. I find several squirrel nests in attack and toss them. I put a rat trap in attack bated with peanut butter. Surely this will thwart them, but alas no, squirrels are muscular and physically fit rodents that will not be succumbed by rat traps. Even when the trap is snapped on them they can crawl out none the worse for ware. I find that a mixture of rat poison and peanut butter make a toxic mixture that any tree rat can't ignore. I put a plate of peanut butter and rat poison mixed together in the attic. The pesky varmints eat it and eat it then stop eating it. But I remember, I have an attic full of insulation and who the heck knows where it/they died. I go up into the attic and search, pulling up insulation. Finally I find my dead adversary. After inspection of my roof I find out where they were crawl in. A hole in my facia board, I replaced it with pressure treated wood. No more problems. Lesson learned.
Raccoons have been getting into my attic, and destroying the insullation and shitting all over the place (and pissing -- there are some spots in the ceiling of the other bedrrom which must be from raccoon piss which leaked through) and chewing on the wiring. If my house ever burns down, it will be because raccoons have shorted the electrical wiring. [I hate wild animals, at any ratem the ones which don't stay in the wilds, and I'm not overly fond of demesticated ones.] It's a raccoon I was trying to trap the other day. Years ago (when I was still in the initial re-construction phase), there were two squirrels had gotten into my house. I set a rat trap and got the one right away, and half got the other -- he sprung the trap, but wasn't caught -- and he wouldn't go near the trap after that. It turns out that he'd learned the lesson about the trap because it put his eye out. So, here's this half blind squirrel, which apparently can't find its way back out of the house, (visibly) starving to death. I think it was then that I bought the live trap (I'd earlier learned the expensive futility of calling the "animal control" people), though I may have borrowed a friend's trap which was sized more for squirrels. So, two weeks after almost killing him with the rat trap, I caught the fuzzy-tailed tree rat in a live trap. When I picked the trap up, the little bastard tried to piss on me. But, despite his rudeness, I still let him get into my car and I took him to a new home a couple of miles away.
modified on Sunday, September 13, 2009 5:14 AM
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3 years ago, wife and I wake up hearing a chirping grinding noise. Then a small whole opens up in the cieling and a squirells head pops out, it looks around then goes back into the attick. War has been declared; Squirrels must be eliminated. Genocide against tree rats. We have sliding glass doors to backyard, bastards are running around feeling free and un fettered. I take my trusty wrist rocket and wait. From 30 feet I shoot and hit one with pellet shot from wrist rocket ... dead ... only 20 some more to go. I find several squirrel nests in attack and toss them. I put a rat trap in attack bated with peanut butter. Surely this will thwart them, but alas no, squirrels are muscular and physically fit rodents that will not be succumbed by rat traps. Even when the trap is snapped on them they can crawl out none the worse for ware. I find that a mixture of rat poison and peanut butter make a toxic mixture that any tree rat can't ignore. I put a plate of peanut butter and rat poison mixed together in the attic. The pesky varmints eat it and eat it then stop eating it. But I remember, I have an attic full of insulation and who the heck knows where it/they died. I go up into the attic and search, pulling up insulation. Finally I find my dead adversary. After inspection of my roof I find out where they were crawl in. A hole in my facia board, I replaced it with pressure treated wood. No more problems. Lesson learned.