Squirrels vs Pumpkins

Eastern Grey Squirrel, photo by BirdPhotos.com, courtesy of Wikimedia Commons

Eastern Grey Squirrel, photo by BirdPhotos.com, courtesy of Wikimedia Commons

Squirrels are the Coyote of the East. In American Indian folklore, Coyote is the ultimate Trickster, a role that squirrels fulfill quite well.

For all their tricksy ways, I still like the little guys. I love watching them leap across the grass or road, graceful arcs of brown-gray fur, scrambling up a tree to swing in the branches and chatter down at anyone below, North America’s own little monkey. Chasing one another round and round a thickly trunked tree, tails fluttering; racing over telephone wires, branches, and gutters to traverse a block or more without ever touching the ground, a high-wire act free for the watching.

But Squirrel the Trickster likes to eat flower bulbs, chew his way into your attic, and—the worst offense of all—devour our decorative pumpkins.

I love celebrating the seasons, and once we had our own single house, with a big, lovely porch instead of a stoop, I couldn’t wait to decorate. The moment fall arrived, I hurried to the farmers’ market, where I procured pumpkins and colorful corn, eager to welcome the season.

Photo by Nicole Gordine, courtesy of Wikimedia Commons

Photo by Nicole Gordine, courtesy of Wikimedia Commons

But, alas, in a scant few days, the corn was devoured, nothing left of the colorful bundles but mere cobs and stalks. The pumpkins had teeth marks, and with each passing day, the poor things suffered more and more, until at last they bore huge, gaping wounds—a gory sight truly worthy of Halloween.

Yet all our neighbors still had pumpkins, whole and plump, unblemished by any rodentary predation. What were we doing wrong? Could the squirrels sense my liberal, animal-loving, bleeding heart? Did they know they could make war on our pumpkins and fear no reprisals?

Years have passed since that first fall in our house, and now I’ve finally given up on the corn and the pumpkins, not without a twinge of regret. But maybe next year I’ll try again. I know there are ecologically sound rodent repellents (or would they repel us, too? To say nothing of the neighbors, the mailman, friends we might have over….) Still, something to think about.

Meanwhile the squirrels continue to chatter from above.

Laughing at us, I’m sure.

2 Comments

  1. Gloria Alden said,

    October 11, 2013 at 7:44 pm

    Nancy, do you have a dog? My dog would never harm a squirrel, but she barks at them and if they run, she chases. If it ever stopped and turned around, she’d back off. I have to use squirrel proof feeders so I don’t have more than one around the house, but I have lots and lots of them in the woods including black ones which are a variation of a gray squirrel. In my latest book which will be out soon, I have a character known as the squirrel lady based on a woman, who lived near where I taught. The funny thing is that I met her for the first time a few days ago in The Village Bookstore where we had both gone for a book. Squirrels and chipmunks won’t eat daffodil bulbs, by the way.

    • Nancy Adams said,

      October 12, 2013 at 4:47 pm

      Hi Gloria,

      No, we’re cat people. Maybe the other neighbors with pumpkins have dogs or live next door to them. I do know about daffodils, though, and have planted several of those.

      Love the “squirrel lady”!

      Thanks for stopping by.


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