I don't really mind rock squirrels in the wild. But, I won't have them in my garden. I was out working on one of my Homestead fences yesterday when I saw one dash under an old wood pile. After I tried to smack it with a fence post, it became even more elusive. I moved all the wood, and an additional pile of pales under which it was burrowing, but I never could find it again.
When Grandpa had a problem with a squirrel bothering his bird feeder, he used a live trap to move the squirrel to another county. It seems as though I'm going to have to borrow the trap. Maybe the squirrel in the picture would like a neighbor. It lives on Circleville Mountain, with a burrow in the middle of the road. I don't care about that so much, I just don't want one in my yard.
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