War II

I brought this BB Gun home...on that Saturday we walked outside in the morning drinks and gun in hand and sat down and waited. I"m tellin ya we were going to get these squirrels!! Finally there's a squirrel, he gets to shooting at it, I never actually saw him go down but he says he got two of them?!? The whole time I'm thinking our neighbors think we are crazy, they're thinking those hillbillies sitting in their back yard shooting dinner or something!!

Next thing I know, theres one over here in the big tree, he shoots at it, shoots at it, shoots at it....finally he gets him to go down, the darn thing went to flipping outta the tree.  No more are around so we got to work on other things and go about our day.

I standing outside later on watering and I see this thing jumping around, I walk over there and its the freaking squirrel. He did not expire! It's sounds so cold hearted, but these things are very destructive and they are over populated in our neighborhood. So I say honey you need to take care of that squirrel, he says " a cat or something will get it", eww gross, that's not the point cause at this point I see him and I feel horrible now and alittle sick. And I'm double thinking what we have done, if I could ask them to leave I would, if I could hall them off somewhere else I would, we shoot around them hoping they will stay away, I put red peppers out which I was told will keep them away! Nothing is working!! They are ruthless!!! So I'm thinking there's no way I personally can "take care of it " now. So I walked away and I hoped my husband was right. The next day I'm outside watering the other part of the yard, and both dogs are going nuts by the fence. I take a look and this stinking squirrel has fallen (because he was trying to get up the tree) in between the fence and tree. So Ginger pokes it with her nose and he moves, he starts going up the tree so I squirt it with the hose, and Scott's says "what are you doing?" I show him, he goes and gets the gun. And shoots him, I said are you sure??? He says yep!"

Monday morning I get a call from my husband who is laughing now and he says " you know that squirrel?, well apparently he got back in the yard and dogs where over there messing with it, the darn thing grabbed ahold of Patton's paw ( our Boston terrier) and Patton was going in circles with his paw sticking out and this squirrel hanging on trying to sling it off. I couldn't believe what he was telling me!! Finally the squirrel went flying off of his arm, and he took care of it for real!!

Can you believe that? it's like a zombie squirrel!