It's war. It's one intelligence against the other. And it feels as though the superior intelligence is not winning. The lesser may have minimal intelligence, but the ingenuity is amazing.
I'm not talking about mortal enemies. I'm not talking about artificial intelligence vs man. I'm talking about squirrels. They have become the nemesis my husband can't overcome. And, I have discovered, he is not the only one embroiled in this fight.
Dwight has pictures on his phone of the squirrels his wife has shot! Apparently, she's an excellent shot. Terry's husband can't get to his gun fast enough these days, because he's confined to a wheelchair; but that doesn't stop him from trying. Arline's husband fought the good fight for a whole season - we didn't get to the end of that story.
Ken is now on his third bird feeder. The first one was smashed to pieces when it hit the ground. It was supposed to be squirrel proof. Well, it wasn't when it was on the ground. We found it the next morning. We wondered how they could have done it. But, he hung a second one up that was not squirrel proof, but did have smaller perches and a metal roof. They ate through the rope holding the whole contraption in place! Number three is in place now. The squirrels have been on it, we can tell. The doors that close automatically on this "squirrel-proof" one have been chewed on! They are persistent, for sure. I guess there's something we can learn from them.
Never give up! Never surrender! ??
They don't.
As we left for dancing last night, Ken asked, "is the birdfeeder still hanging?" Yes. Two seconds later, he asked, "Is the bird feeder still hanging?" Yes. A few seconds later, he asked, "what about now, is it still hanging?"
Perhaps it will be funny one day.
So it was, when Cristina and I visited the Wildflower Seed Farm near Fredericksburg a few weeks ago and I picked up a "squirrel feeder" in the gift store. "If you can't beat them, join them?" No, we didn't buy it. But, it was tempting.
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