DH relocated the tree rat today.  It was not a happy camper when he found it in the have-a-heart trap.  I think it’ll be happier where it is.  I know I will be.  We left the trap set up just in case there are more tree rats eyeing my tomatoes.

     He took the squirrel over to the large wooded area near his mother’s house and set it free.  He said it shot out of the cage and up the nearest tree.  There, at a safe distance, it scolded him.  I’m sure it had a few choice words for him after riding in the back of the pick up.  I don’t like riding in the pick up.

     I told DH he’d better hope it’s only squirrels that he catches.  We have had skunks and opossums around here.  We caught a skunk in the trap once.  DH crept up to the cage and put a black trash bag over it.  Then he ever so gently lifted the cage and carried it to his truck.  When he got to the skunk’s destination, he lifted the cage and carried it across a field, set it down, somehow he managed to open it and remove the bag before running to his truck.  Once the skunk cleared the area, he retrieved the cage.  Lucky man didn’t come home stinking like a skunk…