We had a big neutered male Siamese who passed away at the age of 22 about 12 years ago. He was such a ruthless squirrel killer that I finally had to keep him indoors because he would lie in wait under the trees, snatch and kill a squirrel when it came down into the yard, then rush into the house with his trophy as soon as the door opened, upsetting everyone and making a mess on the floor. His successor, a large apricot-colored persian refugee from the animal shelter is death to rodents, but I prefer that he confine himself to mice as hunting items, since they are not well liked. Squirrels are rather cute and clever.
Well Joe has been gone so long, I am also going to have to help myself to the bar now...
Put this one on my tab Joe!
Here in the northeast, squirrels are kind of on a par with rats.
I remember when I was a kid my parents' being plagued by squirrels.
If the trees overhang the house and you miss trimming the right branches, they form a squirrel bridge. They burrow into the house, get inside, can damage the wiring and cause fires.
Keep the trees or declare jihad on the squirrels? No contest.
I'm kind of torn though, because I don't hate squirrels. I enjoy them if they're not destroying my house and will actually go out of my way to avoid running over them with my car and all.
Sigh, life is so complicated.Buy you a goodnight drink, Tex? Gotta get up early tomorrow and start stripping another door.
Thanks for the good conversation.
Good luck on the new house.
Cats.