Just wanted to share.
They get into the dormer at the back of the house through a hole in the fascia. I had all the gutters replaced last year, and the workmen carefully preserved the entrance hole the squirrels had chewed for themselves. Um, thanks.
So, the little fucker has crawled up into the enclosure around the tub, where he’s currently holed up, barking and moaning. Unhappy squirrels make very strange noises. Which echo and reverberate off the porcelain fixtures and tile walls. Until a morning shower becomes a journey into the dark heart of madness — madness, I tell you!
There’s an access panel to the tub enclosure, which I have opened. I can’t see him, so he’s under the floorboards, but I left the hatch off hoping the cats would investigate. They’re curled up happily near the opening, enjoying the music, but seem disinclined to take further action. Probably just as well. I’m not convinced they could take a distressed adult squirrel. I’m pretty sure all those squirrel bits Damien brings in (three tails and counting!) were roadkill he scraped up somewhere.
A damaged distressed squirrel loose in the house is what the insurance company calls “very bad homeowner mojo. “