I checked out Tiff's blog tonight and remembered that I plum forgot to tell you all about our drama that unfolded a few weeks ago!
We had just arrived home from a fun-filled weekend at the cabin. Olivia was tired, we were tired, and ready for bed! However, as we walked into the house, we noticed that something was fishy. The items on our end table were all knocked over. Strange. Hmmm...we thought as we walked into the kitchen. I wonder why the bread is all ripped up all over the counter? My brilliant husband decided that it was a squirrel that had somehow gotten into the house.
Now the question remained, is it still here? I quickly got Olivia bathed and ready for bed. Checked out her room for critters, and shoved pillows under her door once she was safely tucked in. I headed downstairs to put our dirty clothes in the laundry room when I noticed something. Poop, lots and lots of squirrel poop...ALL OVER. Oh, and not to mention blood!! LOTS and lots of squirrel blood smeared all over the windows. I assume he/she injured him/herself in an attempt to escape. Sick.
Ryan, my dad, and I frantically begin cleaning the house to get rid of all the germs (ish), when my dad yells out "RED SQUIRREL!!!" A chase ensues (I hid in the basement with pillows under the door) between my dad, Ryan, and Ryan's brother as they attempt to get the squirrel out. Finally Ryan's brother catches it, and they get it outside. Of course, because we live in the boonies, the story is not complete without Ryan bringing out the shotgun to rid the world of such a creature.
I am just thankful it isn't in the house anymore. :)
7 comments:
No Way!!!
You have me way beat with that story. I can't stand squirrels. I might as well tell you that we had one living in our attic for way longer than it should have. Eventually after hearing enough messing around up there, we set traps, poison, but ended up having to call the squirrel guy. He nailed up a live trap around the hole that it was getting in and out of. Sure enough, it came out.
YUCK!!!
And did you know that he took it to a farm at least 50 miles from our house. I guess they are pretty smart little buggers in getting back to their home. Good thing you did away with yours.
Tiff
You have GOT to be kidding me! That is the most outrageous and hilarious (well hilarious now that its over) story EVER! I'm kind of jealous...in a weird Jenni sort of way. I haven't a good "did that seriously just happen to me" story in awhile. :) Glad to hear you all survived...thanks to Ryan and his shotgun! What a man...what a man.
Ask Dan about his red squirrel story. Apparently they are different from "normal" squirrels and are pretty mean??
Yucky, sorry you guys had to deal with squirrel blood and poop! Hopefully you scared his friends and family away!
Too bad you didn't video tape this. You might have won Funnies Home Video's. I bet the guys were running around like crazy men??? I would have loved to seen you in the basement putting pillows under the door. I love this story!!! Yes living in the country, emotions don't really go with animals!!!! I like this story better than the ones of what people say to you, Ehlan. HUGS
YES! I love hearing about a Red Squirrel going down. My Dad and I once had a bout with a R.S. but because we lived in a decent sized neighborhood my Mom wouldn't let us use a gun. Long story short we tried to knock it out (it was in a live trap) for awhile and eventually just drove it to a park and let it go...probably with some brain damage.
I love this story!
I can't believe you didn't retell this past weekend.
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