The sloped roof on my A-frame meant that he could scramble up the side of my camper, poised for only a moment at the top of his ascent before he slipped and fell back to the ground from where he started.
I didn't think too much of his antics until I sat down to breakfast to enjoy both the view and the toasty warm omelet I had prepared with fresh red peppers, yellow onions, and mozarella cheese, all fried up in butter and seasoned with salt and pepper.
Suddenly there appeared a gray furry head at the skylight above my dining table..accompanied by the sound of claws climbing and slipping back down the camper's side.
It began to sound like popcorn in here as squirrel after squirrel began dive bombing my little oasis by the lake, doggedly coming after the food promised by the wonderful breakfast aromas wafting out from inside.
Feeling like I was trapped in a giant bird feeder, I thought, "Oh, what can I do?"
I repeatedly lept to my feet from my place at the table to shout, to clap, and to wave my broom at the brazen and besieging rodents who wouldn't retreat no matter what I tried.
...And then suddenly I had an idea, and you'll NEVER GUESS what it was!
I turned on my camper's radio and began playing classical music on both the inside and outside speakers, yes, I did.
And you know what happened next? Those squirrels scrammed and I sat back down to finally enjoy my meal in peace.
Ronda
Location:Pittsboro,United States
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