
Picture this;
Florida, Spring, 1994. Palm trees swaying
in the wind, hibiscus flowers, citrus trees in bloom, cockers frolicking in the
sunshine chasing butterflies and squirrels....
But wait, something is not quite right with this
picture. Let's go back a bit.
I was loading up to take off for a dog show
weekend when a squirrel began acting strangely, trying to get into our living
room via the window screen. The week before in our neighborhood, a fox had attacked a Lab and
tried to follow the owner into his house. It was found to have rabies, and
the dog owner had to undergo treatment, even though it did not bite
him.
Figuring no squirrel in it's right mind would
try to get INTO a house full of cocker spaniels, my "red flag" went up and as I
was leaving I added yet another post-it note to the fridge for my hubby:
SQUIRREL ALERT! Remember fox! Look before letting dogs out!
CAUTION!
And away I went.
My husband came home, let the dogs out, THEN
read my note. Alarmed, he called them in and some time later they began
barking at the French doors leading to our screened porch and clamored to get
out. My husband opened the doors to look out, letting the dogs onto the
porch, and pandemonium broke loose. I had left a bag of birdseed on the
table and had forgotten to fill the bird..I use the term loosely...feeder.
Hungry, the squirrel took matters into his own paws and chewed a hole in the
screen to let himself in. Upon the arrival of the dogs, the party was
over. Seeds went flying, the squirrel scurried up the screen, plants were
airborne and got knocked over along with a couple of chairs. Finally, my
husband chased it outside with a broom.
Next day our squirrel returned with his friends
and neighbors as reinforcements to partake once again of the free
buffet.
(The remaining seeds were still on the
table!) Again, my husband opens the doors to see why the dogs are barking,
letting the dogs out and history repeats itself. One of the squirrels
would not be returning due to an unfortunate incident with a broom, but the
seeds were removed, and the screen porch returned to order, and calm was
restored.
Some species need
several mishaps before a lesson is learned. Perhaps my husband has learned
finally to look first, then act. I know the squirrels
will.
Carol Dixon
Dixoncrest Cockers
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