Last night there was a crunchy rustling noise outside. So, I waved a flashlight all around in nothing resembling a grid pattern until I spotted it. Up on the shed coop roof, not fiddling at all.
A big possum.
I yelled and he ignored me. He kept loudly marching around in the Passion Fruit vine up there (it completely covers the metal roof) which sounded like a feed sack being rustled endlessly.
A few times he went to the edge of the roof and was reaching down for the vents covered in HW Cloth. Some of the leghorns love to roost that high on the frame inside the building instead of on the roosts, so there were white hineys on the other side. The HW Cloth is securely sandwiched under screwed in boards.
But I didn't like him doing it anyway, reaching with his grubby little paws.
It was quite rude of him to ignore my yelling. And my dog peeing.
So, I reached for the nearest object at hand, a pair of scissors. The hurtled blades did him no damage and disappeared somewhere on the roof. Forever.
Between the two of us there was enough racket to probably frighten the birds to bits, and indeed there was a conspicuous silence from all of the coops.
I shouted for my mom to bring the gun, but of course we don't have one and I wouldn't be shooting towards the coop anyway, so it was more for the possum's benefit. He may have believed me, for he finally wandered off, in the slowest motion possible (except for actual sloths).
I don't wish him to come by for tea again, scaring everyone and freezing my hiney off in this 40 degree arctic tundra weather. In flip flops (with socks).
The problem is, while we can set the trap out, there is nowhere in our yard where the leghorns can't / won't fly, including the roof, and especially just before bed (they eventually go in). So, I worry about them messing around near the trap. What to do?
A big possum.
I yelled and he ignored me. He kept loudly marching around in the Passion Fruit vine up there (it completely covers the metal roof) which sounded like a feed sack being rustled endlessly.
A few times he went to the edge of the roof and was reaching down for the vents covered in HW Cloth. Some of the leghorns love to roost that high on the frame inside the building instead of on the roosts, so there were white hineys on the other side. The HW Cloth is securely sandwiched under screwed in boards.
But I didn't like him doing it anyway, reaching with his grubby little paws.
It was quite rude of him to ignore my yelling. And my dog peeing.
So, I reached for the nearest object at hand, a pair of scissors. The hurtled blades did him no damage and disappeared somewhere on the roof. Forever.
Between the two of us there was enough racket to probably frighten the birds to bits, and indeed there was a conspicuous silence from all of the coops.
I shouted for my mom to bring the gun, but of course we don't have one and I wouldn't be shooting towards the coop anyway, so it was more for the possum's benefit. He may have believed me, for he finally wandered off, in the slowest motion possible (except for actual sloths).
I don't wish him to come by for tea again, scaring everyone and freezing my hiney off in this 40 degree arctic tundra weather. In flip flops (with socks).
The problem is, while we can set the trap out, there is nowhere in our yard where the leghorns can't / won't fly, including the roof, and especially just before bed (they eventually go in). So, I worry about them messing around near the trap. What to do?
