|Brett dug the holes for me. Cody dug a few too.|
Then I cruised by the large raised planter that I filled with flowers last month. Squirrels promptly ate all the pansy flowers, then the pansy plants, and then started in on my snapdragons. Even the artichoke plant wasn't safe. I covered the planter with wire mesh and managed to protect the remaining survivors -- but the plants were getting smashed by the wire so I took it off last week.
The plants were still there, as well as a couple holes where the squirrels had buried chicken scratch that they steal from the neighboring chicken run. As I stood there, I heard squeaking -- squeaking like an animal was stuck. The sound came from the hen house. It sounded like a bird but it was coming from the ground.
I looked closer, and there was definitely something wedged between the hen house baseboard and the side of the shed. My first thought was "frog" -- the little guys are everywhere this time of year; climbing the garage door (and dropping at my feet) and hiding in water buckets. But no, this was not a frog -- and then it squeaked again. I leaned closer, putting my eye close to the gap, and realized it had fur... and little squirrel ears ... and there were more squirming bodies inside, below the crevice, in a nest dug out under the hen house.
If you zoom in on the last picture, you can kind of see the one that was squeaking. Hopefully, his mama will pull him back down into the nest.
I don't like ground squirrels; they eat my orchard fruit, my pansies and my tomatoes. They also dig burrows in the pastures which is a danger to the horses. We worry about the horses breaking a leg if they step in a hole while playing. I had a watering can, full of water, in my hand when I found the baby squirrels and I briefly considered drowning the babies (see how much I hate squirrels?). But then I realized that I couldn't kill a baby animal, even a squirrel. So I took pictures instead.