Why am I so tired? (please excuse the language)

11:00pm, Head in to go to sleep. Heard noises in between the bedroom and bathroom walls. We live in the country, so shit like this happens. It usually subsides after a while. Nope, this was crazy, and whatever it was wanted out. Normally, if we turn up the white noise/fan machine, we can drown it out.

Now it’s midnight, and I’m pissed off. Get up, throw on a bathrobe, get my drill, and a can of great stuff. Move Carly’s nightstand and a bunch of stuff from her side of the bed and wait for the noise to happen again. Heard it, pinpointed the location, drilled a couple of feet above, and emptied half the can into the hole. Whatever it was freaked the fuck out and went away. Moved everything back in place, went back to bed.

12:45, it starts up again, louder. Go through the same routine, and now it’s gone. Fuck yeah.

2:00, wake up to Carly freaking out because whatever it is ate through the wall, and now the cat is going to get it. Now, I’m not good at getting woken up like that, so I promptly flew out of the bed, opened the door, and ran into the living room. For what reason, I have no idea. Gather my senses, and back into the bedroom. Carly gets me a shoebox and some of my winter gloves, because now it’s in the opposite corner of the room, hanging on the backside of her dresser. I try to grab it, and it takes off again, this time under the bed. Cat freaking out, dog still on bed not giving even a half a fuck.

2:30, me in my bathrobe wielding gloves, a shoebox, and a broom, we get the thing (still not sure what it is) herded into the bathroom. No places for it to get under or hide. I go out for a larger beer box, since we now have plenty of those after the trip. I trap whatever it is in a Bourbon County Rare box against the wall. I sort of tip the box outward a bit to figure out what it is, and it jumps like 4’ straight up and lands on my shoulder. Runs down my back, dives off my ass and the pursuit begins again. This time I just grab the fucker with my hands.

2:45, holy shit, it’s a flying squirrel.

2:50, put squirrel in shoebox, put some clothes on, and go outside for a long walk, and release him.

3:15am, Heard more noises in the wall…

That beard though…

I just love the fact that the dog didn’t give a shit lol.

How did the remainder of the morning pan out?

4:00am, Burned the house down…

I was able to sleep through the rest. Carly, not so much. I’ll work on baiting and trapping the rest when I get home, after I take a nap. Apparently they live in colonies of 12-30.

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LOLOL

I had that problem with chipmunks. So I used a have a heart trap to trap the bastards. Ended up trapping over 30 of the fuckers over the course of a month and driving them many miles down the road. While this was occurring, zero fucks were given by our three bengals or the German Shepard

10/10

How are they getting in?!?!

Usually through eves somewhere. It’s going to take a while to trace down the entrance, especially considering how small they are and how flat they can get.

I have the exact same problem with flying squirrels. They get into my attic every fucking winter through the eves. Luckily haven’t had one in the living area of our house knocks on wood. I use harbor freight small animal traps and drive them 10 miles away from the house and release them. I’m going to start spray painting them pretty soon to see if they are finding their way back!

They are cute, but it sure is annoying to hear them chewing and scratching around in the attic while I’m trying to sleep.

I’ll know if this one comes back, since it’s got a bit of Great Stuff stuck to it in a few places.

haha

just beware, great stuff is USELESS against them. I great stuff’d a bunch of spots and then found the great stuff chewed into little tiny pieces sitting in piles on the floor nearby. The only way to stop them is with metal. Either cover large holes with fine chicken wire or stuff some steel wool into the small holes.

godspeed my friend… I’m not actually convinced that I will ever win this battle without a major renovation.

They make a bitter version of it designed so that nothing eats it. I bought this by accident once:

http://greatstuff.dow.com/pestblock/

LOL good lord.

I’m not convinced that stuff would actually work

Yeah I just read some Amazon reviews and it seems like mixed results.

I’m basically going to enlarge the hole it made a bit. Put a hinged light metal flap over it, and tape a Hav A Heart trap around it. Bait it, and go squirrel fishing. The part that sucks is that they’re nocturnal, so there may be some further sleep interruptions.

Wheres Eddie? Doesn’t he eat this things??? Oh no Clark, not since he found out they were high in cholesterol…

After watching that movie 3-4 times last week, that should have come into my mind. It was late though.

  1. Hope Santa brought you a “sexier” robe than that for Christmas. :slight_smile:
  2. First world problem solution: Let fly the “Great Stuff” and see what happens.
  3. I have these near my house but only rarely see them at night. They like to hop from the trees to my bird feeder. The only way I knew they were there at first was to hear them landing on the trees in the dark and had to figure out what I was hearing. Actually had to shine a light on the feeder to see them. Suckers are fast though. Thank God no home infiltration…that i know of.

Not everyone can walk around their wooded fortress looking like Hefner…