Part 1:
Monday morning I woke up to a commotion going on upstairs. It turns out a squirrel had taken up residence in our attic AND broken into our house overnight. He was running laps around the bathtub and the cats were going bonkers.
So what did we do? Closed the door and lock him in the bathroom. While this solution did contain him, it also pissed him off.
I don’t know if you've ever heard an angry squirrel, but they chirp profanity. He was telling us exactly where to shove something! 🤣 He also looked ready to brawl. A perfect combination for capture, right?
After some phone calls, we discovered it’s $400 to pay a wildlife professional for a squirrel extraction. It was much less expensive for RH to don a giant blanket for protection and barge into a squirrel-inhabited bathroom to open the window in hopes that our guest would leave.
Here he is facing the little varmint, ghost style! 👻😅
He successfully opened the window and avoided a squirrel attack. Which I thought would be the end of this saga, but boy was I wrong….
More to come in Part 2 of the Squirrel Chronicles tomorrow.
For now, I leave you with some holiday cheer that was sent to me yesterday and is too funny not to share with you guys! 🤣
Happy Thursday, Yall!
Your friend-who-is-trying-to-avoid-ice-hole-squirrels,
Keri