that is funny Debbie. I mean, not really sort of but still.... Silly furry little creatures can be so contrary and destructive but I can't help but love them. DH caught one once in a home made birdhouse hanging from our back deck and nailed a small lathe across the entrance. I asked him what he was going to do and he said "Nothing," I couldnt stand the idea of him just leaving that poor squirrel in the birdhouse to starve. It would be so scared. (not really, just me anthropomorphisizing) so I put it in the car and drove out past our airport to the woods (very close) and took the lathe off. I was so scared it would spring out and attack me. lol. I waited and waited but it finally came out. I left then.
