Posted on 11/20/2018 8:55:00 AM PST by ETL
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Hi.
I used to hunt a lot. Two times I fell asleep. Once in a stand (yes, I was strapped in). Once on the ground.
I woke up both times looking at a squirrel face to face. (Happened with a bird too).
Scared both of us.
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When I was a boy, we had a female squirrel who lived in a nail keg my father had attached to an oak tree in the back yard. She was quite tame and would eat nuts while perched on our shoulders or knees. My dad named her “Ol’ Bess”, which seemed appropriate. She raised a number of little ones in that nail keg but none of her offspring were as tame as she was. If we didn’t respond to her requests for food, she would jump on the window screen and make sure we saw her.
oops how did that last one get in there....
Monty Python - Four Yorkshiremen:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xe1a1wHxTyo
Video blocked. :o(
Never raised a squirrel but have raised several baby bunnies, one of my childhood dogs would catch them but had a “soft mouth” so he didn’t kill them or really even injure them. So, we’d nurse them and try to let them go back into the wild when they were capable. One wouldn’t go, remained as a pet, really funny little guy, we loved him. He stayed with us for several years, as a housekept. Used a litterbox. We went away for a weekend, left plenty of food and water for him, but he had died when we got home. We don’t know what happened. Buried him on the edge of the backyard alongside several pet dogs.
Neighbor had male gray. Raised from a baby. The critter was so cute for a while. When it was about 1 1/2 years old it decided the neighbors son and sometimes the wife were threats and would attack them. It had bonded with the dad. no one else could get close. Just guarding it’s mate/territory I guess.
Eventually had to be caged and kept outside. Died in a garage fire.
Seems there must be alcohol involved somewhere in that story.
Had to pause on part of the title.
Hi.
So a bunch of us go out to Appomattox/Columbia VA to hunt on the third Saturday of November each year.
One weekend out in the woods. Hunting deer and telling funny stories over the camp fire.
“Seems there must be alcohol involved somewhere in that story.”
You are probably correct. At 0600 hrs the next morning, anything is possible.
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You can make them look cute. But they are not so cute when they are chewing your home all to shreds, and you can’t scare them away. They are really nothing more than bushy tailed rats.
Tree rat.
There was one who apparently had trouble with his personal nuts. He’d lay spread eagle on the hot metal swing set cross post and then lay spread eagle on the cool metal railing what was in the shade.
Interesting. Although you didn’t say, I’ll assume the squirrel wasn’t the one who started the fire in the garage to ward off other family members.
Hahah...love it...thanks!
What is it about squirrels that brings this out in people?
Could it be that squirrels remind us of...us?
...burp!
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