On my way to buy a five gallon drum of squirrel-be-gone, I stopped at the local pub. There, a fellow patron, and probable squirrel expert, told me that mothballs contain the same active ingredient as squirrel repellant, but at one tenth the price. I returned home with an economy size box of them, and with new found courage shakily climbed the attic ladder, and stumbled around in a drunken frenzy, throwing mothballs randomly while screaming curses at El Diablo. The attic now smells horrible. I'm sure the pest will be gone tomorrow.If you enjoy humor, please read Mud Lane, (available on Amazon.com) or listen to my free podcast on iTunes (Stephen R Drage) or here at http://www.drage.libsyn.com/
Stephen R. Drage
