Grandma had a squirrel in her house. I guess it came in through the dryer vent in the basement. Well, the big problem was that she’s watching our cats. I took the cats there on Tuesday and we left for Virginia on Wednesday. I found out about the squirrel from Sister Molly. Naturally, I was really concerned about the cats. Nuissance would just try to play with it and Sebastian would run like hell. In fact, Sebas hid for the first 12 hours and she couldn’t find him. In fact Nuissance was so happy to get to the home where he grew up, that he decided to stretch out on the bed, the couch, the floor, etc.
So mother enlisted the help of her 83 year old friend, Katie. Armed with brooms, they went downstairs to whack the squirrel (let’s call him Rockie). Things didn’t go well and they gave up. Mom was afraid to leave the back door open because of the cats.
Sister Molly had called and enlisted the help of my nephew William. Mother was able to lock Nuissance in the bedroom but couldn’t find Sebas and assumed he was in the basement with Rockie. I called my nephew when he got to Mom’s. I said, “Did you see the squirrel?” He replied, “Yep, I’m looking at him sitting on top of the furnace” William had enlisted the aide of his friend, Rodney, who has his own cage/trap. I guess their plan was to put out food and hope the squirrel jumped into the cage. Well, brother-in-law Bill who was in my car got on the phone and suggested another plan, which they tried. So, everyone manned with brooms (including Grandma) and the back door left open and all other doors closed, they chased that squirrel around the basement. Rockie jumped on top of the freezer then off Grandma’s shoulder and finally up the stairs and out the door. Rocky is probably sitting in a tree wondering if that was real or if he just had some bad nuts!
So, now I have to call Grandma and see if Sebastian ever came out of hiding. Never a dull moment at Grandma