My sister is a hoot. I like squirrels and she has an uncomfortable (recently enacted) truce with squirrels. There have been several incidents between her and this medium sized rodent. I am guessing that there is no connection between the various encounters she claims to have fallen victim of – but she would argue – almost convincingly – that there is a squirrel conspiracy aimed at her and her friends.

She lives down the street from me and the area is called Fair Oaks. Imagine – squirrel mecca. Squirrels are out and about at all hours. My sister describes the scurrying furry creatures as thuggish hoods administering blight upon our neighborhood. Honestly, I don’t think I have ever seen more than three squirrels at a time, but I don’t argue. The other day was when tension between squirrel and sister – so she says – escalated to battery. The story she tells is that her and her friend were leaving work (again, in the Fair Oaks area) and upon exiting the building, they were pelted with acorns. The claim is that a squirrel was at the scene and had a very guilty look about himself. Did anyone see the squirrel throw the acorn? The answer is no, but my sister is convinced.

I have had my share of rodent activity at my house. An occasional house mouse appears in the fall season, trying to escape the cooler weather. I even had a rabbit – yet another rodent – in my front yard one summer. That was actually nice – he ate all the weeds in my yard. But last fall, I had a problem squirrel. The role was reversed between my sister and I, because I had a hard time convincing people about the problem I was having. Sitting in my living room while watching television, I hear a noise – like a scraping noise. Fearing it was a kangaroo sized house mouse, I searched the house – finally realizing the sound was outside.

Up on the roof was a cute little critter chewing on my rain gutter. Well, not really chewing, but more like gnawing and scraping. He was two stories up and looked at me out of curiosity, then went back to the gnawing. Holy mother nature – the sound started to get into my head. I had never thought about using squirrel repellent until that very moment.

The squirrels and I had had an excellent relationship. When one was crossing the road – I would stop and let him scamper on his way. But this noise was killing me. Then there was the mental stress about what a squirrel could do if he gnawed his way into my attic. The fiberglass insulation. The electrical wiring. The, uh, squirrel leavings and squirrel nesting. My imagination took flight about what that little menace could be doing. Luckily, there are products like Havahart’s Critter Ridder which can discourage squirrels from house, home and gardens. Even though my sister is in a cold war with the squirrels, I don’t want to hurt them. Critter Ridder is organic – pepper based – and won’t hurt Mr. Squirrely.

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