I’ve got major beef (translation: I have a sight problem, no, a really big problem) with a Squirrel that visits my garden at the moment.He’s cute, and fluffy, and all squirrelly and stuff, but he’s really starting to piss me off.
This. Is. War.
Don’t get me wrong, I love wildlife, I love nature, I love the fact we live somewhere where we can see these creatures in our own back garden, but I swear to god, if the squirrel that comes in our garden smashes one more of my flower pots he’s being served an ASBO.
He’s taken to hiding his nuts in there, the food stuff, not his own personal knackers (that would be taking it to the next level if he was burying his own plums in my flower pots whilst staring at me through the back doors just to mock me) and every time he goes to get it out again, SMASH! I loose another flower pot. That’s 5 now and I think he’s just taking the pi%* to quite honest…
Here’s some facts about squirrels you may or may not know. Don’t trust them, and approach at your peril….