[Tainan]

...pellet gun.

It "neighbor-friendly quiet" and it works.
Years back I lived in a remodeled carriage house in the middle of a city. Lush trees, quiet after 1800 hrs., private...except for the squirrels.
At first they were cute. Scampering up my iron stairs...even coming into my kitchen for peanuts I'd share with them.
Then, they revealaed themselves for the urban terrorists they really are. Eating the flashing under my roof to get into the attic. Eating wiring. Building nests and sh!tting everywhere.
I notified the architects who had the front main building that I was going into war mode. They applauded.
Bought a .25 cal. pellet gun and the games began. I used urban sniper tactics and fired from inside the carriage house.
I quit counting at 25. Probably had twice that or more by the time I moved out.
Dead squirrel disposable began to be a problem. I ran out of dumpsters to dump them in. Yuppie neighbors finally began to notice the garbage bags in their dumpsters. No, I did not eat them. These were nothing more than cute city rats with bushy tails.

[RightOnline]

LOL.....great story! Luckily, my little furry Urban Terrorists, at least so far, haven’t been nearly so destructive (just annoying). The worst they’ve done is dig up some flowers looking for nuts, etc. Pisses off the lady of the house to no end, that.

She wants to take a wrist-rocket to ‘em (an old Cajun bayou/farm girl). I’m about to give in and say “go for it”. I didn’t want to see them dead; just to BEHAVE. I think we’re just about past that, though.