Squirrels. Ughh. (Well the grey ones we get in our garden. The few red squirrels left in the UK are really nice...)
We get them in our garden, after the apples, and the bird food (yes, we get sparrows...). I, not knowing better, went out into the garden with a long stick to try and scare it off (the stick was in case having a demented LazyScot charging at it didn't scare it off
). I arrived at tree. It looked at me. I looked at it. I waved my stick at it. It grabbed the stick. It jumped on the stick. It then jumped on my head. Demented dance ensued for a few seconds. Squirrel then jumped back to tree.
Beaten by a small furry rodent. Not a high point in my life.
I now use a hose, but could I
please have the death ray as soon as it is free.
They are evil.