I was sitting at the computer this evening when I heard S loudly proclaim “There is a Chippy in the house!” The hunt was on! While I
guarded the stairway, L and S went thru the living room, kitchen and
dining room, searching every nook, cranny, and crevasse. It only took them about
5 minutes to locate what, at first, S thought was a Chippy, L thought
was a Squirrel and I feared was a Rat. After the capture, a closer look and a quick Google search, we made a positive identification.
Introducing
PEANUT, The Flying Squirrel!
Peanut was officially dubbed by S. A perfect name because he was found in the food cupboard. During his stay in there, he made a
valiant attempt to chew thru the lid on a jar of peanut butter to get to the gooey goodness inside. The presence of Peanut explained a couple of
mysteries in the house. Such as, the noise I heard in my room last night, the trash
pulled out of the can and strewn all over the floor this morning, the Christmas
decorations knocked off the little side table and the popcorn string pulled off the
Christmas Tree. Not just pulled off the tree, but also eaten.
Peanut was adorable!
Peanut was adorable!
After
catching him with thick gloves, as seen in S's photo (gloves that the little fella immediately sunk his teeth into), and
a brief photo shoot, L drove a few miles down the road and released Peanut into the wild. In the meantime, S and I disinfected the entire kitchen and dining room with
bleach.
Good luck, little Peanut.
Your
visit was nice, but costly. 50 dollars or more in food was tossed out of the
cupboard. He not only chewed the peanut butter lid, but several bags of chips, several boxes of crackers, a couple boxes of
pasta, some seasoning and dressing packets, a bag of hamburger buns and a
canister of grits, just to name a few items. Caused quite a stir
in the house, he did.
But he was so blasted cute!!
