The Shoops people came back and put a new cookie in the trap and left it in the wrapper. The man said that the squirrel must have gotten to the other cookie from the side. I didn't understand what he meant until today. I checked the trap, and the wrapper was on one side of the cage and half of the cookie was on the other side. Therefore, this little guy takes his paws from the outside of the cage, gets the cookie, gets a couple nibbles, turns, more nibbles, turns, until the cookies is gone. Hummmmm. Scary Smart. I think he has been trapped before in a cage. Now that he doesn't have a way in and out of the house, he gets very frustrated about water. Now I am his only resource for it. So when he hears me take a bath (get ready) he shimmys down the pipes and waits for me to drain the tub. (OOOOOOOO) Believe me I don't look down that drain, I don't want to see. Anyway, he starts to get impatient sometimes and bangs on the bathtub wall, so I bang back. One day I hope to knock him silly for putting me through all this.
Well, Bennie is coming back tomorrow, and next week is his turn to deal with the Shoops people about our "little friend."
Sometimes I yell at the squirrel, "get in the trap and we'll let you go jerk." I'm losing it, I know.
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