|... trap for small animals ...|
a Canadian Tire special
As Glen says, if you can't buy it at Canadian Tire,
you don't need it.
Ron Treleaven put Richard onto the Canadian Tire centre of the isle sale of animals traps.
If they are half price, why not get two.
The preferred bait seems to be peanut butter on bread.
I knew the trap wasn’t working that well when I woke in the middle of the night to a squirrel scratching on my window, one who had fallen into the window well. “That animal is wildly scratching,” I thought to myself and adding, “well, a middle of the night gift, that nose against my window pane.”
I turned over and slept while it kept scratching.
I told Richard the next day about his trap failure and left it at that, but again, in the middle of the next night, that wild scratching again. I didn’t go investigate, but may have thought, darn that squirrel. I could see the nose against the window and the claws on that dark night, though there was no moonlight
I went to check in the morning to see if it was out of the window well yet.
And it wasn’t a squirrel.
|... finding shade in the middle of the day ....|
Greg came over and put two planks in the window well for it to make its own escape. My guess is that the skunk had no energy left.
Richard called pest control. They told him good luck at removing it.
Now for the worst part. On its way to skunk heaven it left its final gift.
Pouria had the doors open when I went to tell him of the skunk’s demise. He said he has never smelled that before, and he thought some toxic chemical had been released somewhere, so he was opening all of the doors and windows. I thought, better to keep the scent outside as far as possible.
Internet searches for help on the clean-up seem to agree: hydrogen peroxide, baking soda, vinegar, bleach – and also pest control’s “good luck”.
Oh yes, I have also been praying for rain.