Around the end of January sometime, Jen and I heard ‘chewing’ noises in our attic above our bedroom. I went outside to see that one of our roof vents had been broken and chewed. We had asquirrel in the attic.
I climbed on the roof and felt inside the vent and noticed that the screen protector had be ripped and the side of the vent had been chewed away to give access to on rather large squirrel (about a foot tall when he sits up).
I took some chicken wire and covered the inside of the vent, nailed it to the roof and rolled the excess up inside of the vent to keep one ‘Rocky the squirrel’ from invading my attic again.
Then I got sick…pneumonia…and every few days I could hear the squirrel on the roof working the chicken wire
Then about 10 days later – I heard chewing again coming from the attic. I went outside and noticed that the stupid (in this case - smart) squirrel had worked that chicken wire enough that he once again had free passage to the dry and warm attic.
So, last Saturday Connor and I fixed the vent to keep the squirrel from ever entering my attic. Before we got on the roof, I banged on the walls and ceiling in the bedroom making sure the squirrel was gone.
Connor did the dirty work, getting on the roof and completing the task that I had failed to accomplish weeks ago. There was no way any squirrels were getting through that vent – period.
Sunday afternoon I hear the squirrel working the chicken wire again (chuckle chuckle). After 30-45 minutes pass of the persistent squirrel working the wire, I go out and see what is going on. There is no squirrel on the roof…then I hear the noise again – this time the SQUIRREL is on the inside.
Connor got on the roof today and fixed it so he can get out…repair jobs will take place after we know that Elvis has left the building
I climbed on the roof and felt inside the vent and noticed that the screen protector had be ripped and the side of the vent had been chewed away to give access to on rather large squirrel (about a foot tall when he sits up).
I took some chicken wire and covered the inside of the vent, nailed it to the roof and rolled the excess up inside of the vent to keep one ‘Rocky the squirrel’ from invading my attic again.
Then I got sick…pneumonia…and every few days I could hear the squirrel on the roof working the chicken wire
Then about 10 days later – I heard chewing again coming from the attic. I went outside and noticed that the stupid (in this case - smart) squirrel had worked that chicken wire enough that he once again had free passage to the dry and warm attic.
So, last Saturday Connor and I fixed the vent to keep the squirrel from ever entering my attic. Before we got on the roof, I banged on the walls and ceiling in the bedroom making sure the squirrel was gone.
Connor did the dirty work, getting on the roof and completing the task that I had failed to accomplish weeks ago. There was no way any squirrels were getting through that vent – period.
Sunday afternoon I hear the squirrel working the chicken wire again (chuckle chuckle). After 30-45 minutes pass of the persistent squirrel working the wire, I go out and see what is going on. There is no squirrel on the roof…then I hear the noise again – this time the SQUIRREL is on the inside.
Connor got on the roof today and fixed it so he can get out…repair jobs will take place after we know that Elvis has left the building
1 comment:
Oh my gosh.... that is the funniest story!!! Ha ha! I love it. I can't wait to tell Matthew and Ella. They will totally laugh. Growing up in California, we had a TON of squirrels. My Dad finally bought this cage where they got in (with food as bait) and the door would shut behind them. He caught HUNDREDS of squirrels and relocated them. He had to relocate them because he was living with 6 women in the house :) Please keep us updated on Mr (or Mrs.) Squirrely.
P.s.... So sorry you had pneumonia!
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