I guess it would actually be squirrely not cickey...but anyway that is not what's important here. What IS important however is that we FINALLY caught our squirrel!!
On New Years Eve Scot came home from work in the afternoon and saw a squirrel eating some little berries off one of the bushes in our front yard. So he got a little closer to investigate. That freaked the squirrel out and he climbed all over the side of the house and right in to a little unforseen hole on the side of the house. As I was driving home from work that same afternoon I called Scot to talk to him while I drove because that's how I roll. All he said to me was "there's a squirrel in our house." I was like "what?" OK actually I was more like "WHAT!??!! Curse word, curse word (j/k about the curse word, well the 2nd one anyway). Then he was like "I can't talk right now I'm trying to figure out how to get rid of this thing." So we hang up and I am just kind of driving in a fog at this point. Finally I snapped out of it and thought to myself Scot is such a joker, he is totally yanking my chain. This is so like him to get me all worked up. So I immediately call him back and was like "hahahahaha that was a good one, N-E WAYYYZ let's get this new years eve, we have the day off tomorrow and I am so happy party started." All he said was "I'm serious." No laughing, no giggles, no heavy breathing trying to push aside a laugh. I knew this was serious. So I got home and I am again IRRITATED. I finally get a day off of work and now I get to deal with a freaking squirrel. Perfect. So we read up on all of these awful ways to get rid of squirrels and learn all kinds of interesting facts. Such as:
* You can't just let a squirrel go in a field right across from your house after you catch him because they are smart little turds and they will just come back. Oh no you have to take them like 30 miles away so that they can't find their way back. * There are lots of repelents for squirrels none of whichyou can just buy at the store, oh no you have order it off the internet. Ya right like I am really going to give some dude in Arkansas my credit card number so he can send me a bottle full of water and bleach. I will make my own concoction, thank you very much! * Finally an average squirrel treatment by a professional averages from about $500 - $1000. Quite a large range if you ask me...
After learning these among other interesting things we decided to put some thin mesh up over the hole just to make sure that the squirrel really was living in our roof and sure enough two times the mesh was torn. So we knew we had to take some action. Finally in a last ditch effort we called a guy that we now like to refer to as our hero and he quoted us an extremely reasonable price AND he will fix the hole for us. Sign me up! So last week he came buy and set this trap...
by this hole...
Everyday we came home and checked our trap that is out on our roof for all to see. Now, I'm sorry to anyone out there who thinks this is inhumane but until you have a squirrel burrowing and probably making and having babies in your roof...I kinda don't even want to hear it...K? Anyway Finally by Friday I decided we had a pretty smart freaking squirrel on our hands. Our "hero" told us he is pretty sure that someone from down in town probably caught him and let him go in one of the fields by our house because this is not squirrel territory so he knows the drill. On Saturday again our "hero" came by and set another trap on our porch. This really did kind of freak me out because can't you just see the neighbor kids daring their friends to stick their hands in there or a cat coming by and getting stuck? Oh well it was a risk I was willing to take. Today however, today was a new day. I came home for lunch as I usually do fully expecting to see both trap doors open but lo and behold we finally out smarted the little turd. OH YES folks I smelled the sweet smell of victory. Here he is in all his nasty, little, furry, rodent glory. He's a feisty little guy too. He's chattering and really trying to get out of there. Too bad. He will not feel freedom until our "hero" gets back here sometime between and 2-4pm to take him out east and releases him 35 miles away out in the wide open countryside!
Oh the joys of home ownership...
...It's pretty much awesome. The other night Scot, or should I say Scotward?...came home from a guys night, I was sitting at the kitchen table sewing (duh) and he came through the door very gracefully while holding his shirt open, his head was tilted down and his eyes were looking up at me (kind of like the above picture, creepy) and said "you need to see me for what I really am" and as he said it he thrust his bear chest out very dramatically at me. 
