2. The Arsenal
The first step in the process
was to get my varmint trap
out of the garage.
I am a humane person. The
trap is designed to capture
the critter with out hurting it.
I knew that the squirrel
would probably be hungry.
What squirrel can resist
peanut butter? None that I
know.
3. Stairway to Hell
The next step was to set up the
ladder.
My house is a long ranch with
the attic entrance on one side,
and the squirrel firmly
ensconced at the other end
above my bedroom.
This was a huge issue because
my attic is nothing more than a
crawl space.
I had to act like a squirrel and
climb from rafter to rafter. It was
a great workout, but I am not in
the Marine Corps and don’t
enjoy being roused and forced
into combat.
4. Ascending to Battle
The brave explorer ascending to
the attic.
I was armed with the trap and a
flashlight.
I was a little concerned that the
enraged frightened creature
might attack me. My adrenaline
was really pumping, and I was
ready for war.
If the beast had struck, I
probably would have lost my
balance and fallen through the
drywall that comprises the
ceiling of the main floor.
5. Brave Warrior
This is a great shot of
me in the close
quarters that I had to
deal with in the attic.
6. Setting the Trap
And finally the trap was
laid in a bed of
insulation.
Not once did I hear, see,
or smell the beast.
But I can tell you that
during the whole
process, if anyone would
have snuck up behind
and touched me, or even
said, “boo!” I would have
committed hari-kari.
7. The squirrel lives!
. I believed I would definitely hear if it got stuck, but
I did not hear a sound for the rest of the night. I
climbed back up the next morning before school
and checked, nothing.
