Dancing
With Squirrels
Recently a squirrel fell down an unused chimney in my house and got
trapped in the void surrounding the chimney.
We could hear him scratching the wallboard frantically near the flue cap
in the living room. I went up onto the
roof and dangled a long rope down the slick ceramic flue, tied it off, and left
it there for a whole night and day.
That didn’t work.
I thought he might find a way out through a hole in the floorboards or
the ceiling within the void. Gave it
another day.
Nope.
So I made a squirrel trap from a cardboard box, with a taped-on screen
window on top and a sliding trap door at the back. I removed the caulking around the chimney
flue cap, set the cap aside, baited the trap box with half a peanut butter
sandwich, and taped the whole box over the flue opening. Waited quietly nearby.
When I heard the squirrel inside the box, I quickly slid the trap door
down, and he let out a terrified squeak, but I had him. I carried the trap outside and set it on the
grass. After a few minutes he streaked
out, scampered up a tree trunk, and dashed all around through the branches.
It felt good.
Now the old guy next door will probably shoot him.
Phil