Squirrel Report

The Arsenal The first step in the

process was to get my varmint trap out of the garage.

I am a humane person. The trap is designed to capture the critter with out hurting it.

I knew that the squirrel would probably be hungry.

What squirrel can resist peanut butter? None that I know.

Stairway to Hell The next step was to set up the

ladder. My house is a long ranch with

the attic entrance on one side, and the squirrel firmly ensconced at the other end above my bedroom.

This was a huge issue because my attic is nothing more than a crawl space.

I had to act like a squirrel and climb from rafter to rafter. It was a great workout, but I am not in the Marine Corps and don’t enjoy being roused and forced into combat.

Ascending to Battle The brave explorer ascending

to the attic. I was armed with the trap

and a flashlight. I was a little concerned that

the enraged frightened creature might attack me. My adrenaline was really pumping, and I was ready for war.

If the beast had struck, I probably would have lost my balance and fallen through the drywall that comprises the ceiling of the main floor.

Brave Warrior This is a great shot

of me in the close quarters that I had to deal with in the attic.

Setting the Trap And finally the trap was

laid in a bed of insulation.

Not once did I hear, see, or smell the beast.

But I can tell you that during the whole process, if anyone would have snuck up behind and touched me, or even said, “boo!” I would have committed hari-kari.

The squirrel lives! I believed I would definitely hear if it got

stuck, but I did not hear a sound for the rest of the night. I climbed back up the next morning before school and checked, nothing.