3 days ago, a squirrel sneaked into my house and I saw it bouncing around in my living room as I was getting ready to leave for work. Naturally I tried to open the front door so it could find its way out but naturally..also...it freaked out and dashed to the back of the house. I spent about 10 minutes snooping around trying to find it when I heard some sounds behind the curtain. I knew I needed assistance so I got my dad and we both opened the doors hoping it would go out. We tried to 'guide' it out the right way which probably to that squirrel, we were 'scaring' it. It dashed into the kitchen and disappeared.
So I snooped around again and noticed a unclosed gap in the wall behind the door and suspected that it has got to be in there. Well, nothing we could do but just leave it alone hoping it will come out by itself when no one's around. I told Soon Yee about this squirrel story and she has 'affectionately' decided to name the squirrel, Chirpy.
2 days on and suddenly I smelt a foul smell around the house. First thing I went to that hole and sniffed around. It was coming from there, no doubt. Next day, we got someone to come around and dismantle the box that was covering part of the hole and whadya know, a dead squirrel. Chirpy died. It got stuck in there and didn't know how to come out. I realise from the way I explained it, it seemed like I'm being ignorant about that but no..I do feel a bit pitiful for it. I believe Chirpy had another squirrel friend out there somewhere because I remember seeing one dashing across the road that very morning that Chirpy went into the hole. And when my dad said that Chirpy's friend might be looking for it, I felt a sudden wave of sadness for it. That thought makes me a little sad but well...may Chirpy rest in peace.
So I snooped around again and noticed a unclosed gap in the wall behind the door and suspected that it has got to be in there. Well, nothing we could do but just leave it alone hoping it will come out by itself when no one's around. I told Soon Yee about this squirrel story and she has 'affectionately' decided to name the squirrel, Chirpy.
2 days on and suddenly I smelt a foul smell around the house. First thing I went to that hole and sniffed around. It was coming from there, no doubt. Next day, we got someone to come around and dismantle the box that was covering part of the hole and whadya know, a dead squirrel. Chirpy died. It got stuck in there and didn't know how to come out. I realise from the way I explained it, it seemed like I'm being ignorant about that but no..I do feel a bit pitiful for it. I believe Chirpy had another squirrel friend out there somewhere because I remember seeing one dashing across the road that very morning that Chirpy went into the hole. And when my dad said that Chirpy's friend might be looking for it, I felt a sudden wave of sadness for it. That thought makes me a little sad but well...may Chirpy rest in peace.
