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eribrav · 06-24-2004, 04:38 PM

[QUOTE]Originally posted by Nitrox
[B]I would have to chime in with "red squirrels"

The little bastards have been waging an intifada against me and my house. They have little suicide bombers that get in the air vents and make their way to the furnace where they are beheaded by the fan and then the smell of rot fills the house. Three times so far this summer.

Red squirrels are definitely on the "to be killed on sight" list.

Last year, I saw one near our back door a few times. I couldn't figure out where the little varmint was hiding, but I knew he was up to no good. Next day, purely by accident, I knocked one of our garbage pails over and out he comes! Little bastard had chewed a hole in our pail and made a little home in there.

That's when he made his last mistake. Instead of sprinting for the woods he ran about 20 feet up a tree and started squawking at me. Literally mocking the crap out of me. Little did he know it was deer season and the shotgun was just inside the door. End of story.

06-24-2004, 04:38 PM	#13 (permalink)
eribrav Junkie Location: upstate NY	red squirrels indeed! [QUOTE]Originally posted by Nitrox [B]I would have to chime in with "red squirrels" The little bastards have been waging an intifada against me and my house. They have little suicide bombers that get in the air vents and make their way to the furnace where they are beheaded by the fan and then the smell of rot fills the house. Three times so far this summer. Red squirrels are definitely on the "to be killed on sight" list. Last year, I saw one near our back door a few times. I couldn't figure out where the little varmint was hiding, but I knew he was up to no good. Next day, purely by accident, I knocked one of our garbage pails over and out he comes! Little bastard had chewed a hole in our pail and made a little home in there. That's when he made his last mistake. Instead of sprinting for the woods he ran about 20 feet up a tree and started squawking at me. Literally mocking the crap out of me. Little did he know it was deer season and the shotgun was just inside the door. End of story.