My Dad and I, Squirrel Battles and Chemo
My latest article on Substack.
Here’s the start of it…
I am in a fight with a squirrel.
The squirrel has decided to claw through a screen in my roof to set up house inside my house, though no invitation was offered. She has also decided it would be best if she rips up my insulation and throws it outside with wild abandon so that it lands on my front porch.
She is a bad guest.
If I’m minding my own business, writing my books or pretending to write a book but instead I am daydreaming, I can hear her pounce onto my ceiling from her new doorway. She’s a little squirrel but she sounds like a an oversized, drunk raccoon doing cartwheels.
I can hardly blame her for making a home in our home. She gave birth to three baby squirrels in my attic as seen here.
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