I’m nap-trapped, so let’s talk about squirrels. How in the name of any good birdwatcher can I keep squirrels from feasting on my birdseed? It’s been a problem so much so that they take naps on the window sill from the food coma they imposed on themselves.
And the mess? THE MESS. There’s birdseed everywhere. Rats joined the party a week into the inauguration of the birdfeeder. But you know what’s worse? Being nap-trapped and needing to go to the toilet. I look outside and the squirrels smirk. Bastards.