Thursday, August 17, 2006

In our backyard we have some plants and stuff planted running along the fence next to our sidewalk. A few weeks ago as Chris and I were heading out with Belle she was sniffing around in there. I didn't think much of it, she is a dog after all its what they do. Anyways finally I pulled back at her leash to see what she was getting into when I saw something furry in her mouth. My first thought was mouse, but then I realized it was too big to be a mouse. So then I was like OMG its a rat but even then I realized it was too big for that. As I yelled at her to drop it I saw the bushy tail and realized it was actually a squirrel. A very wounded squirrel at that. My only guess is that it had injured itself or been attacked by something earlier and had crawled amidst the plants to be hidden and to rest. Belle must have been so proud of herself for "catching" a squirrel. We just won't tell her it could barely walk nevermind outrun her.

Anyways we got Belle back inside so we could deal with the little creature. It was so sad, limping all slow and clearly terrified. It crawled under Chris's van and tried to climb up one of the tires. We didn't want to run him over so once we managed to chase him out from underneath I backed up. Then we had the dilemma that we didn't want to leave him right there because we didn't want it to get in the way of another car or something a little further down the driveway. So the next dilemma was how the heck were we going to get this squirrel moved all the way under the bridge where it couldn't get hit by anything. At first Chris tired to grab the little guy by the tail. Mister squirrel did not like that as he snaked around and sunk his teeth right into the gloves Chris was wearing. Luckily it didn't get his actual finger. Finally after some thought Chris grabbed a stick and got the squirrel to grab onto it with his teeth and his front feet. We made it all the way to end of the driveway and almost under the bridge. Chris kept dropping the poor injured thing and I think it finally got pissed off enough that it refused to grab back on. I don't really blame him. After a while Chris finally grabbed him again by his tail and walked him under the bridge where we are assuming he recuperated and or got eaten by something.

We tried to help him, but it's a squirrel what more can you do.

6 comments:

Kelley said...

Awe the poor thing! I bet Belle was funny, thinking she was such a great hunter.
Loads of squirrels live in our neighbourhood and the kids get a big kick out of them running back and forth across the fence with nuts in their mouths.

Tammy & Jeremy said...

Sad story. Poor little guy! My father-in-law has LOADS of them in his backyard and he calls them rats because they are starting to eat up the exterior of his house and hot tub. So he got a pellet gun and is now having a hay day with them. (He lives in the country.)
We have killed numerous moles in our backyard too, but that's another story...haha.

Andrea said...

Oh dear! That would make me so sad! Even sadder is that Chris now has rabies! Ha!

GP Jenn said...

Poor little squirrel, I hope he survived.

Alison said...

Never dull in your world is it?!?

Vegas Princess said...

I hope the little guy was okay. I always hate to see animals in pain and suffering.