Yes, I thought I was so smart. I bought that really long S hook and hung it far from the trunk of the aspen tree. The squirrel was flummoxed.
Or so I thought.
It took a few days, but I looked out the window yesterday afternoon, and the squirrel was upside-down, its legs wrapped around the feeder, enjoying a little snack. I took my first photo through the screen because I knew the critter would run as soon as I opened the door.
That fuzzy brown thing that seems suspended in the air just to the right of the garage door is the squirrel.
I opened the door and went outside to take more pictures. This obnoxious animal is getting used to me hanging around, creating all the wonderful challenges and puzzles for her to solve. Yes, I’ve decided she’s a girl. It’s the persistence that convinced me.
She swung back and forth awhile before climbing back up the S hook, paw over paw, as though she were climbing a rope at the gym.
I suppose you think I’m going to give up and buy one of those $50 plastic squirrel hoods, don’t you?
Nope. At least not yet. I have another idea. I just need to find my husband’s drill…