The illusive Red Squirrels

I thought by not minding it if the Squirrel helps himself to my Sunflowers nature would balance itself out. In my mind I accepted it as a sort of tithe. But I now have noticed after opening our pantry that He viciously found his way inside our cottage and ransacked it. I now realize that they are scavengers intent on hording no matter how full their reserves are. I am now intent on capturing the rascal and depositing him on main land.

Last week I bought a new mulch I wanted to try but it looks more like an invitation to my garden. The squirrel found my bag of cocoa shell mulch in record time. So I put some in the trap and said goodbye to our resident peregrine falcons before making our way towards the boat where we found the squirrel. We try to trap it with a tarp hopping to dump it on the main land but the little bugger gets away and flies out of the boat back unto our island. A few more seconds and he would have been a goner.

On our return, I surveyed the trap. To my dismay it was shut and both the mulch and the squirrel were gone. Somehow he always manages to get what he wants without meeting his demise. Note to self: I guess this means war!

So far so good

We are in the city during the week but at the first sign of the weekend we pack up our gear and load our Expedition Max with building and garden materials setting out to our corner of paradise... an Island on the North Shore of Georgian bay. We started renovating in the fall and did not miss a beat all winter. Now that Spring has sprung we've put away our snowmobiles for our 21 foot Princecraft/ 225 optimax. It skims the water no matter how heavily leaden we fill it.