Wife, being dedicated to the credo of her pioneer forefathers (and mothers), believes nature is to be controlled (garden does close order drill every morning). The onslaught of vegetation eating rodents is not to be tolerated. Hence we have seen a flurry of activity. Borrowing from the Norman conquerors of England, Wife has started a program of fortification.
Fortress Vegetable
The building program is currently being based upon a large outer wall with numerous individual turrets for the protection of plants outside the main compound and for extra protection within (like a keep).
Turrets
Finally, Wife has decided that a program of forced resettlement is in order and has put out a trap to secure the offending mammals. De-I is suppose to carry this trap with rodent when he hikes and safely release the animals many miles up the mountain away from the garden.
The Trap
All this may be for naught. According to O-I, his friend LeRoy, an accomplished outdoor type, has been fighting the gray furry menace for years without success. LeRoy's and O-I's opinion is that each time a new anti-squirrel program is put into place, the squirrels choose one of their number. That one is trained to become a super squirrel capable of beating the new restraints. Then once that squirrel is successful, it is bred to create the new more highly evolved generation.
I see pellet gun shooting lessons in Wife's future.
3 comments:
Pellet guns are the way to go! A few shots across the bow and those babies will shoo in a hurry.
I rather like the idea of you unleashing a really pissed off and disoriented rodent on the side of a mountain miles away from assistance. That could be humorous.
You could get a cat, maybe that would help?
Yeah. This year we just gave up and didn't plant anything. Don't let them win Mom! Keep fighting the good fight! For all of us....
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