Update

Update on Super Squirrel

All my life I have been aware of how clever these creatures are but my Super Squirrel takes the biscuit. To be able to be such a gymnast and throw himself into prickly Hawthorne apparently ignoring the 25mm long spikes, was astounding. I tried moving the bird feeder away from outside the kitchen window but the driveway interferred.
I stood looking out the window two days ago when he (or she?) appeared with three of their young family. They were all climbing up and around the window, looking towards the nuts but not actually getting to them. I had greased the pole and the window ledge which they ( the young ones), disliked.
BUT, the Superman one climbed up the side of the window onto the stone wall of the house. He/she was some three feet above the window....it looked around and suddenly leapt from a standing position twisting around as it flew through the air and crashed into and above the Hawthorne 'hedge'. The gap was at least nine feet.
Instead of getting my gun I admit to admiring the animal. It had worked out everything I had tried to stop it doing. But not giving in, I decided to move the whole thing to another side of the house, which I did later. First though I cut all the grass with the tractor mower as I expected rain later ( I was right, it poured down) but got the grass cut OK.
Walking back to the house I saw the wired nut feeder lying on the driveway with both butterfly nuts unscrewed and the nuts all gone. Two days before I had filled the feeder ( and knowing how clever they were) made sure the wingnuts were as tight as I could make them...( previous knowledge pays dividens). Had the creature lifted the feeder off its hook? Never before in the seeven years it had been there.
Moving the feeder which was quite heavy with an oak post, I tripped on the way to the new location, wrenched my back and shoulder and dropped the whole lot. For the past day and a half I have been in agony and unable to do anything other that thinking............who wins??? The birds have no food until I repair the feeder, nor the animals, and I am making food as well as I can. Can't bend down, but everthing I handle falls to the floor so>>>>>>>>>>>
Should I have left the varmint to do as he liked?? What do you think????
Regarding my mentioning a gun, I love all animals. During my years in Africa I only shot for food when in the bush. I prefer the shots coming from my camera's. Take care all....oddjob