I’m just about to go insane with squirrels in the house. I think we’ve taken care of the problem, and then it starts up again, and the kids and I are being terrorized by the maddening gnawing and running and crashing going on above our heads. It started with a squirrel in the house last spring. The first time we heard the noise, my son had just returned from a sleep-over at a friend’s house, and they of course had watched a scary movie. Hearing chewing and running sounds above his room early in the morning, while it was still dark, just about threw him into a screaming fit. I climbed up into the attic to see what was going on, and saw the flash of a little bushy tail as the squirrel in the house scampered across the attic space.
I tried everything I could to get rid of it, from making sure the vent was open so it could escape to setting out poisoned bait. It still woke us up all night and early morning with its constant noise. When I investigated again, the attic space was a mess. Boxes had been chewed into. It had gnawed on the soffits and joints. Squirrel droppings were littered everywhere. I’m not very handy. In fact, I’m kind of useless when it comes to this kind of thing, so I wasn’t surprised that my efforts hadn’t worked.
I had a friend come over, who’s a lot handier at this kind of thing. But, he just ended up doing exactly what I’d done. This time, though, it worked. The noises stopped for a while, and I realized the squirrel was probably dead. By this time, it was winter, so I didn’t think about it too much. The kids and I were just happy the noises had stopped and we could finally sleep all night through.
When it warmed up, though, I was reminded we’d had a squirrel in the house. Since we don’t go in the attic that much, we didn’t have to deal with the odor. But, the invasion of flies reminded me of the death above. I begged another friend to come over and help me get rid of the dead squirrel in the house, and she and I managed it, even though we gagged the whole time. I thought that was the end of it.
Now that it’s fully into spring, we have squirrels in the house again. This time, there’s more of them. A nest, maybe? The constant noise is awful, and I am afraid to even think about the damage they’re doing. No more calling favors in, and begging friends to help. I’m going to get a professional. I’ll call Allstate Animal Control, get the squirrels out of my house, get the damage repaired, and get it all cleaned up upstairs. If this goes on much longer, I really will go insane.