Well, late last year we started to hear tiny pitter patters in the ceiling. Turned out not to be Santa Claus on the roof....but a Squirrel in the attic. I made a valiant effort to catch the squirrel with our newlyacquired "have-a-heart" trap. Over a 6-8 week period, the score was Squirrel "8"; Daddy "0". He got the bait food; Tripped the trap; But always escaped. He was living the life of Riley. Warm bed and 3 square meals a day! It became Personal with me!! (Think Bill Murray and Caddyshack!). Unlike Bill Murray, I finally got him! Actually, I got two of 'em...and counting. George and I think we found the entry point in the roof . We patched it up yesterday with metal mesh. Hopefully, the only squirrels we will enjoy in the future will be the the squirrels on our "Deck"!
Trying to coax the squirrel into the cage............
Visualize the squirrel in the cage........
After 8 weeks, I started to Hallucinate about squirrels everywhere!......... Got him.............!!!! Seconds before being released.....(8 miles from our house!......didn't want him coming back for the free room and board)
Buffy and the Kids come for a visit in January (2009)
"Caught you!"....Eleanor, trying to sneak in a Harry Potter DVD into our TV schedule...... Gigi demostrating the proper technique for helping Grandma cook in the kitchen.... Everything Tastes better with Ice Cream!!
James and Gigi trying out Little George's Christmas present (waffle maker)