Road rage is not uncommon here in Atlanta.
When 75 and 85 merge into one mighty force, filled with fourteen lanes of darting drivers, each determined to get ahead only to find themselves staring at yet another bumper blocking their way…well…let’s just say things can get a bit crazy.
Although I am not one who is prone to road rage, I have been known to display a bit of rodent rage!
These bushy-tailed seed stealers pluck my every last nerve! I have hissed at them, chased them while waving my arms like a mad woman, and even had my husband ping them in the booty with our Daisy Buck BB Gun. And still they stare at me, refusing to budge.
On occasion, I have tried scaring them off with my ever alert, super energetic squirrel chaser, but that never quite turns out the way I’d imagined. This noble beast lounges more than he lunges!
I have to confess, squirrels are fun to photograph; but when they sit on the rail and scarf up all the sunflower seeds, they make me want to scream.
And when they pilfer the peanuts that are the favorite fare of my Blue Jays and Nuthatches…
… I erupt in a full blown display of rodent rage.
I’m thankful that our squirrel proof feeders keep some of the seed safe from their thievery (as does mixing in a bit of Texas Pete hotter than hot sauce!), but overall, I’m pretty sure I’m fighting a losing battle. Doesn’t he look like he’s smirking at me?
Ah well, you know what they say, “If you can’t beat ‘em, blog about ‘em!”