Squirrel mania!!

Chirp chirp chirp. Silence. Thunk THUNK. Scratch scratch scratch scratch scraaaaatch. Silence. Tap tap tap.

It never fails. Every morning at 6 a.m., I hear the lovely sounds of the squirrels that have so conveniently made my porch roof their new abode. They not only think they own the porch roof, but all trees, fences, posts, and window screens in and around the house.

Every morning, a squirrel comes flying out of the hole in the porch roof. And every morning it scares the living daylights out of me, sending me into a cussing frenzy as I start my day. The squirrel then scales the front of the house to the nearest window screen where it digs in its claws and hangs there until I drive away. I’m waiting for the day when the squirrel loosens the screen and it falls off the house, squirrel going with it.

The two squirrels have been living in the porch roof for months now. I have decided that it is one adult female and one adult male by the way they ‘fight’ with each other in the trees, on the fences, posts and window screens. This ‘fighting’ has led me to believe there will be more squirrels in the spring. I researched just how many squirrels I should be expecting and the magic number is four.

Obviously I’m not a big fan of adult squirrels, but at the very least, I thought squirrel babies would be kind of cute. Couldn’t be more wrong! They are supposed to weigh an ounce, have no hair or teeth, and be blind for the first eight weeks of their life. At least I don’t have to worry about the babies running around in the trees, fences, posts and window screens anytime soon. It will be at least eight weeks before they can even see!

So in the next couple months, I will be watching the hole in our porch roof like a hawk. I’m not excited to see these rat-looking squirrel babies; I just want them out of the porch roof so I can fix the hole. I can only hope that once I board up their abode, they will leave and never return. I’m not quite sure what is so appealing about the trees, fences, posts and window screens in my yard, but by golly, they love it. I hope the squirrel babies won’t be as ornery as their parents. I would hate to open the mini-blinds one day and find six squirrels hanging out on the window screen.