I still lead the stressful squirrel battles, but they are not as pitched as
they once were. When we lived in Ann Arbor, MI , much to the amusement to my
wife, I kept snowballs in the freezer and when a squirrel got on the feeder I
would open a window and try my best to hit the little beast. I kept that up
until I nailed the neighbors window. I don't know how that frozen ice ball
didn't break it.
Gerard Lillie
Portland, OR
Subject: [obol] Re: My saga of a Squirrel-proof birdfeeder
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From: deweysage@xxxxxxxxxxxx
Date: Wed, 18 May 2016 16:02:51 -0700
Entertaining reading this thread. I'll add a couple of thoughts.
When we lived in Madison WI Kathy worked at a "bird" store. There were
two kinds of customers: Those who fought the squirrels, and those who
succumbed. The ones who fought lead a more stressful life.....
One of the professors at the Wildlife Ecology department fought. He had
a feeder he hung away from most everything.....but the squirrels learned
to run down the railing of his deck and take that supersquirrel leap
onto the feeder. Scott had enough. He ran a fishing line from his
seat at the kitchen table, out the window, across the deck, and onto
the bottom of the feeder. Said squirrel would charge down the
railing, leap into the air, and Scott would yank the fishing line, which
swung the feeder away from the incoming squirrel, who would then find
itself airborne with no place to land and only gravity to compete
with. Scott chuckled and chuckled over his victory. Of course then
he had to go to work for the day and well, we all know what happens when
we aren't around to see.......
Cheers
Dave Lauten
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