Snapshots from Green Victoria (tedwords) wrote,
Snapshots from Green Victoria
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Operation: Moth balls


Back to work yesterday. Ugh. And last night's problem: tackling some cheeky chipmunks.

It all started about a week ago, when I decided I wanted to really make a consistent effort to fill up the bird feeders around Green Victoria. I don't know why the thought popped into my head. I'm just that kind of person, I gues. Occasionally thoughtful.

We have one feeder that is located right by the archway leading into our yard. The very day after I filled it, I noticed that most of the seed was missing and there were a ton of empty shells around the feeder. It looked like the end of the night at the local saloon.

"Hmmm." I said to myself. "I doubt the birds are THAT hungry. Even if I haven't filled that thing up for about a year."

So, I kept my eagle eye out. And soon enough, I realized that there were an awful lot of squirrels and chipmunks visiting that particular tree. Aha!

Duly warned, I went to the old Stop and Grab and bought bird seed that birds like, but squirrels and
chipmunks detest because it has cayenne pepper sprinkled in. Take that, mammals with bland appetites! I filled that bird feeder up to the rim with caliente.

The next morning, I walked out of the house. Damn tricky mammals. The fuckers had somehow managed to scoop through all the seeds in the birdcage to find the ones they like, grabbed those, and dumped all the cayenne-covered seeds onto the ground. The cads!

But we've kept up with the hot seeds, and the past few days, I've noticed that the birdseed level has gone back to normal. So either the squirels and chipmunks have moved on and accepted that this feeder is muy muy caliente or the birds are finally full.

Although perhaps the bird feeder problem has resolved, the whole experience uncovered another problem. You see, everywhere I turn since then, I've been encountering chipmunks these days around the hallowed grounds of Green Victoria.

No, seriously. In the trees. Scurrying underfoot.
I open the door in the morning to let Kyra pee and she goes scampering after something, instantly, Crawling out of my cereal ball when I pour milk into my Rice Crispies. Those little guys sure hate that Snap Crackle and Pop!

(Note: maybe one of those examples is a lie. I leave it up to you to guess which one.)

I'd say I've gone a bit nuts, but Corb's noticed it too.

Last evening Corb decided to do something about it. Project Mothballs has begun.

"I read that chipmunks don't like the smell of moth balls," explained Corb as we hunted around the grocery store. Where do they keep moth balls, anyways?

"Are you sure you didn't misread it?" I asked. "Maybe they actually don't like the smell of meatballs."

"Silly Ted. That's only Italian chipmunks," replied Corb. "No, what we need to do is to wrap up some moth balls in cheesecloth and throw them around the outside of the house. Around the foundation, in any holes you see. The smell is supposed to keep the little pests away."

"The smell makes me want to run away," I complained to Corb as we were wrapping up the moth balls later in the kitchen that evening. "I mean, I like the smell of mothballs in little old lady's drawers, but this is too much."

Corb frowned at me. "I always suspected that about you,.." Yeah, I am a regular Nathan Lane in Little Old Lady land. Lick me. Touch me.

"Isn't this going to make the whole place smell like moth balls?" I asked Corb as we started tossing the little bags into nooks and crannies around the house. "Isn't it bad enough we have an old Victorian? Isn't this going to make it seem really old?"

"Shut up and throw," he replied. Ah, who am I kidding? I just followed him around and made wiseass comments.

So, that's been our life the past week. Chasing the chipmunks. Forget about Pokemon Go! We've got a different kind of wildlife to capture. Or at least, release. First we had deer, then flying squirrels, now this. Sometimes I'm not sure if I own a home or a wildlife sanctuary.

Maybe a combination of both.
Tags: green victoria, home improvement, home living
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