Thursday, November 5, 2015

What's next, turkeys nesting on the porch?



This has magically appeared a foot from our front step, It measures about 14"x 12" and yes its a woodchuck hole, perhaps newly created or maybe an old one that they abandoned--there is a smaller exit/entrance down in the dirt itself--I put this plant pot in to let the owner know we found it--even though it really does look unused. Poor choice of locations, I'd say.



And for the past few weeks we've been noticing extreme cat food disappearances overnight. Now, Charlie is a big cat, but not fat and he never struck me as a big eater anyway.  Lately I've heard, especially late at night,  rustly sounds in the walls that were too loud for mice and kept thinking, oh, lord, I hope its not a rat.  Today I had left the outside door open to let the nice weather in--and when I came downstairs at one point there was a very chubby chipmunk on my kitchen counter, cleaning up crumbs from the cutting board.  

We talked about that, and he finally took off out the open door, hesitating on the porch for a few seconds as if to say, well,  are you sure--  

Oh, yes. I'm sure. 

I said to my husband, it does feel as if we're losing the battle, maybe we should move out now before they take over completely...

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  1. Just leave all the doors and windows open! Like that wonderful English eccentric and brilliant ornithologist, Len something, who had wild birds coming through the house all the time. She wrote brilliantly on them as individuals since she came to know them and their offspring. Not that I'm suggesting the definitive volume on chipmunks, but you do have long winters..

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    1. Ah, yes, and perhaps a chapter on "Snakes in the Attic, oh my" and "What To Do When the Rat Moves in"...and let us not slight the family of raccoons who rode out a two day blizzard in our shed attic and liked it so much they decided to stay there forever...

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  2. I had a squirrel eat part of my door and nearly an entire board on my deck. We theorized that it was after the salt in the treated lumber. But what a mess it made.

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  3. hungry squirrel, lol. Rodents have to gnaw. Part of the job description for Rodent is that their teeth never stop growing, and the only way they can keep them pared down is to gnaw constantly.
    All those wood chips. And what great kindling!

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  4. The name of the lady came back: Len Howard, wonderful book BIrds as Individuals. Just sayin..

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  5. All the fences in this development have scallops bitten out of the tops, because of dear little squirrels venturing out of our eaves where they are raising families, to gnaw, when they're not gnawing on the pipes above my bathroom ceiling...not bitter or anything, but you'd think in the middle of a development in the middle of a well populated state they would go somewhere more fun, like Mittens' house.

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    1. Nahh, they'd hate it here. Not enough fences and birdfeeders, and i have a cat that is very very good at five minute friends.

      Id probably have more, but I don't feed the birds, which means the squirrels have to live the life of country squirrels and steal acorns from the bluejays.

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  6. A friend has actually had urban wild turkeys nest on her roof, so it's not beyond the realm of possibility. Chipmunks are greedy little things. They make baffles under bird feeders a necessity, as they will eat all the food before the birds even know it's there.

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    1. er. Do they raise families up there too? I don't think the turkey babies develop flight wings for quite some time

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  7. You could try traps, but be forewarned: it takes a heap of them critters to make a decent stew.

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  8. Glad you talked it over with Mr. Chip first. :)

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  9. well he did seem more like company than interloper--nothing Id want to have to escort out by the tail, he looked extremely well fed.

    And it has occurred to me since then, this might very well have been the chipmunk my cat brought in a few weeks ago, and he has been stuffing his fat face ever since.

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