Lady pulls up to my house. Gets out of her car. Starts casing the joint. If it weren't for her age (65+) and her squirrel sweatshirt I would have been nervous. She then identified herself, "I'm from the wildlife museum and we are trying to relocate some baby squirrels who we rescued from an attic nearby. We like to keep them in the same neighborhood. Do you have good trees in your backyard?"
They set up their high-tech pulley system.
I do apologize for not getting a close up the squirrel sweatshirt, but look closely.
Heck yes.
"Do you have any dogs?"
No cuz we have been waiting for years to host rescued squirrels.
She surveyed my backyard. It was perfect for them squirrels. We were the chosen ones. She fostered the babes in her home and her squirrel cage for two more weeks until they were ready to be released into the wild of my backyard.
Then she came back to my house with five squirrels and her posse (two other senior citizens) ready to place the nesting box on our big redwood.
They readied their equipment - duct tape, ropes, and bungee cords.
They set up their high-tech pulley system.
I do apologize for not getting a close up the squirrel sweatshirt, but look closely.
Victory! Rosie the squirrel emerged. See that tail? That's a squirrel tail. Bet you never seen one of those before. You're welcome. You can come visit my rabies yard and see our rare, attic-born, rescued, foster raised squirrels anytime. For five dollars.
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12 comments:
You just can't make this stuff up.
Does a squirrel sweatshirt come with that $5?
OH MY GOODNESS! This post is hilarious...bless their little squirrel savin' hearts! And yours, too! That {team} is too cute for words.....love it!
You crack me up. Had this happened to me my post wouldn't have been nearly as funny. HIGH-larious! :)
you totally should have cut her a deal. tree access for the hot digs.
This post was just too funny. You really can't make this kind of stuff up.
Ha-larious! I am laughing out loud (I have to spell it out, I am not an "LOL"-er), I even shared this one with my husband. Thanks Wendy for being so you!
Um wow, I'm not sure I could've been as gracious as you and allowed her to bring those varmints, er squirrels, into my yard. lol We have enough squirrels already... and they like to eat out of our trash cans and try to get the bird seed out of the feeder.
Hit me with a stick, for real? God bless the squirrels.
what a riot!! you have all the fun, for real!
well, maybe squirrel lady does...i mean her sweatshirt just radiates the fun vibe.
xo
This is so funny!!! We actually had a baby owl in our lobby of our bldg this morning. The biologist from the lab had to come and rescue it and relocate it so it could be reunited with it's mama. SO cute. It was so scared. I don't know how it got into the bldg. We do have automatic doors, so maybe he just walked in.
My best friend, Kimberly Nickel, follows your blog and recommended that I read this post and the squirrel update after reading my blog post on squirrels. I am not so fond of the little critters. Good thing the little old lady in the squirrel sweatshirt didn't come to my house. I probably would have said, "Sure, bring the little buggers right over--I need something for target practice." Case in point: http://randomthoughtsfromadivamama.blogspot.com/2011/09/squirrels-3-robin-1.html
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