kellory wrote:You are right about the destructive power of squirrels. I have had to repair the fascia behind the gutter, when the squirrels decided to empty the gutter into the attic, instead of the downspout. I have had to replace way too many flowers for the wife,(including roses), and the light up Christmas Cross on the roof I built has had the light "harvested" several times. I will live and let live as long as they stay off my house. But decide to create more damage, and I will sell your tail to Mepps (the fishing lure company)! I cautioned you about following the law as to choice of weapon and method because I had a run in with Jonny Law myself. I had just planted some new roses for the wife (Princess Diana Roses) which smell of licorice, and as soon as I put away the tools, the squirrels attacked the roots. I shot one with a BB gun (heart shot). Within an hour, the law was at my door about illegal discharge of a firearm in the city limits.(Are you kidding me?) I argued it can't be a firearm, it has no fire! That is when I learned, anything that fires a projectile is a firearm, even a bow,(though a slingshot IS legal/ too slow) and that there was a statute against BB guns being used in the city. I asked to see this statute as I did not believe it, and the two cops at my door could not find it. Nor could their dispatcher, or their supervisor, but the swore it was true! I thought about it for a couple of minutes, and then asked if I was restricted in my choice of weapons while being attacked in my home? "Why no sir, any reasonable force is allowed, as long as you feel you are in danger, and they are not running away. (no holes in the back)."
"Officers, you are aware that the Plague was spread by the fleas carried by rats and squirrels? And of course, they have claws and teeth that can carry all sorts of bacteria? I merely brought the BB gun out to try an intimidate the little rascal into leaving peaceably, when the little bastard charged me! I was in mortal fear for my safety, and used the minimum force necessary to stop his charge, and it happened to be fatal! (there was also the anonymous complaint of animal cruelty, from the neighbor who turned me in.) Now, you write it up, and I will sign it!" (by this time 2 hours had passed, and the cops thought the complaint was stupid as well) The cops started grinning, then lost it and laughed aloud, then handed me back my BB gun, advised me to be abit more circumspect if the need arose again, filed no report, and wished me a good day, and left smiling. They have been back a couple of times for coffee on the porch with me.
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