What about squirrels? Asking for a friend.
“What about squirrels? Asking for a friend.”
It’s complicated. The Mrs. hates the squirrels in the backyard because they are constantly raiding her bird feeders. So I was drafted into squirrel sniper duty. One very pleasant sunny day I had gotten a bunch of grapes from the refig and was looking out the back windows. I saw a squirrel up in a berry tree just sitting and eating berries. “He’s just trying to enjoy the day with a tasty snack, just like me...”. That ended the squirrel sniping.
Does your "friend" operate a squirrel catapult for amusement?
Not if you eat them afterwards...