Google Something Clever 2.0: September 2015

Sep 8, 2015

A Story of Squirrels and Pumpkins

Yes, I'm alive. No, I didn't forget that I have a blog. I've just been concentrating on writing things for people who actually pay me. Unfortunately, I don't have a lot to show you yet. I'm still writing for NickMom, and sometimes I say interesting things on Facebook, so I hope you're keeping up with those. And soon, I'll have a lot more to share with you. Just give me a month or so.

In the mean time, I have a story that's a little too long for Facebook, and although it's cute, I'm unable to think of anyone who would pay me to write it. And that, I suppose, is what a blog is for. So now, for the first time in seven months, please enjoy a blog post.

I love squirrels. I'm unsure if I've been vocal about that subject, but there it is. I've always enjoyed a good relationship with the squirrels in my neighborhood. I give them bread end-slices and fruit that's a little too old for my taste. When they find food elsewhere, they still eat on my deck. Have you even seen a squirrel lug a nectarine across a yard and up some stairs? I swear, it happens. 

Other than entertainment, though, the neighborhood squirrels hadn't really done much for me, and I felt that our relationship wasn't as symbiotic as it could be. So when I heard about squirrel pumpkin carving, I knew I had to try it. How it works: scoop out a pumpkin. Score a jack-o-lantern face into it, but do not cut through all the way. Spread peanut butter on the cuts, and leave it for the squirrels. Supposedly, they will chew their way through the score lines and "carve" the pumpkin for you.


It didn't work.

But I still loved my squirrel friends, so when Halloween came and went, I left the ten or so small pumpkins that lined my deck railing for them to nibble on. It was fun watching them knock them down and roll them around. 


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Eventually, they'd dragged them all underneath the deck, and I forgot about it until springtime, when the snow melted and I had a few seeds to clean up. It was a lot easier than hauling all those pumpkins to the trash can.

So now it's late summer, and the other day, my husband mentioned that the bushes in front of the deck needed to be trimmed. So looked down...


Yup. The squirrels planted more pumpkins for me to say thank you. How they managed to grow through bushes, halfway under a deck, I don't know. I'm not much of a gardener. But I just wanted to share with you that squirrels are awesome neighbors, and if you treat them well, they will show their gratitude.