Okay. It was interesting at first, a bit of a challenge. But I’m announcing my retirement from the squirrel catching business. I just need to get squirrel #3 off to the next town over. Eric is putting him, or her, in the car now. There just has to be a way to keep these things off my bird feeders.

Okay. It only just turned 8am the next day, and I’m looking out the window only to see squirrel #2 stuck in my trap. Could there really be more than one squirrel (heavy sarcasm)? This could get old real fast. Sigh. I’ll have the video of his release shortly.

My nemesis, the squirrel. I have watched helplessly for years as this varmint consumed my expensive bird seed. Well, today this squirrel’s luck ran out. We borrowed a “Have-a-Hart” trap, used peanut butter as bait, bagged the little booger, and then transported him to some woods in Barrington. So that’s one down, 247 more to go. Click here to see more of this squirrel’s last day in our yard.