Got my Baker's Dozen
["Beware the fuzzy ones w bushy eyebrows"]
I've trapped thirteen critters in the last week or so. That was my goal. But some have returned or sent in replacements.
New goal: Trap 6 more - and deliver to large green spaces - before I go to Scotland.
Friend Don says my attempt to rid my yard of squirrels is futile.
Pretty strong language! What says you?
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