No need to call the cops. It’s my squirrel kid, not my human one. That’s right. We’re those bad neighbors who feed the squirrels. Over the past 4 years, we’ve gotten quite a large family of them who visit us on a daily basis. I’ll admit that we should have never started this trend to begin with, but it’s too late now. Plus, they’re cute and very friendly.
Every day they greet us at the door. One day there may be two and other days we are met with a whole gang of them. For instance, two days ago there were at least nine surrounding me when I left the house. Because of them, we keep plenty of peanuts in stock. One squirrel in particular we’ve had for the past 3 years. He will walk with us to the car and even eat from our hand. That’s a big no no, I know. But, what’s the big deal about rabies anyway? (sarcasm)
Our ‘kids’ provide me with entertainment throughout the day. I work from home as a freelance writer, so it tends to get lonely around here. Don’t get me wrong, I love the peace and quiet and prefer it over just about anything. But, it’s nice when my little friends come by to visit. They each have their own characteristics and unique appearances. Five of them have names, although I doubt they care what we call them, as long as we have peanuts in hand. Name or no name, they’re our ‘kids’.
Sadly, this morning when I arrived home from running errands, I saw one of them in a trap on a roof next door. The poor little guy was fighting with all his might to free himself, but to no avail. I kept hoping that he would find a way to get loose, but there was no escape.
The thought came to mind several times to grab a ladder and go free him myself, but I knew that it would be very risky to do so. The little guy was terrified and even if he was my ‘kid’ from the past 3 years, he may have still bitten me simply out of fear. So, I let him be and watched him as he struggled, and later as he gave up. It was very sad.
Hours after notifying pest control of his capture, I’m still waiting for them to come take him away. Unfortunately, I think he has already met his demise. He hasn’t moved in hours. My poor ‘kid’. In honor of him, no other squirrels have been fed today.
Just as most people get sad over the loss of their cat or dog, today I am sad at the loss of my ‘pet’ squirrel. He wasn’t out to harm anyone. He just wanted peanuts. Goodbye, my little furry friend.