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Treehouse + Squirrel = Trouble * CAPITAL T * Trouble.

A hilarious story about a #treehouse and squirrels :)

 

I had a wee problem this winter in the tree-house.  Actually it is was a monster problem.  A problematic problem with freakin’ monster squirrel teeth. This ‘problem’ almost resulted in the death of a squirrel.

I lie.

Does it count if I thought about it?  Because I did.

I thought about it long and hard.

I plotted revenge against a squirrel.

 

Yes.  A squirrel.

And now I am going to make you help me with my wee plot of squirrel revenge.  I can’t have this much fun alone.  Revenge is heaps of fun tangled with nastiness.  Bad Ass. Awesome.

 

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TREEHOUSE love

This is what my life has come to :

 

*  I don’t seem to have the time to wash my hair anymore.  It takes a ton of time to nap read books in a treehouse.  I don’t even have any time to waste time on Pinterest anymore. Geez.

 

*  I haven’t brushed my hair in weeks.  I look like a bush woman from the wild west.

 

*  I plot revenge tactics against squirrels.

 

 

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Squirrel HEAVEN ( apparently )

Is this what you are thinking?…..

 

… She is warped…. someone needs to take a trip to the funny farm …..toot-a-loo Miss Lynnie Pooh, have a nice time in the rubber room at Looneyville …. What’s that gals problem?!…it’s just a squirrel.  For Pete’s sake.

 

Well let me tell you a story.

ONCE UPON A TIME

 

Once upon a Time Signage

I WANTED TO KILL A SQUIRREL.

Why?!!

  Squirrels moved into the treehouse this winter.  

Imagine the gall?  They checked into the treehouse motel.  Mine.  They made themselves at home.

Little bastards fellas.

How did they get in?  There is NO ENTRY if you don’t know the secret clubhouse password. Sort of like a girls club.

We do let boys in.  Sometimes.  Not squirrels.  If you attempt an entry without the secret password, the gals will throw water balloons at you from the treehouse porch.

 That is how we roll.

Treehouse rubber boots Hunter Rubber Boots

I guess the squirrel missed that memo.  Apparently all bets are off if you are a squirrel.

Enter at free will.  Little furry bugger.

Can you feel the steam coming out of my ears? Actually, FLAMES. I had flames billowing out of my ears when I walked into the little squirrel junk yard piece of heaven treehouse this spring.

 

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I am about to tell you about my tree-house squirrel catastrophe. Before I do that, I think you should watch this BBC clip on talking animals.  It was my coping mechanism to get me through my dark squirrel times.

 

Go ahead and watch it.  I will wait for you.  It is HILARE !!  LOL :

Update : You will have to search BBC best of talking animals on YouTube. I did link it from here, but the BBC blocked the link. Booohooooooooo.

In fact, that BBC video saved him. Had I not had that funny mojo video stuck in my head, there would have been a squirrel murder. FOR SURE.

 

 What happened this winter?!

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A squirrel ( and probably a circus show of all his buddies) trashed the tree-house. He had a party.  He invited all his furry, smelly bad mannered buddies.  They chowed down on three mattresses.   They made squirrel condos in the mattresses.  I am sure they did squirrel nasties in there.

 

They probably made squirrel babies.

It was surely unprotected squirrel sex.

 

I am only putting all these tree-house pictures in here to cheer myself up.  Well, and you too.  Are you feeling sorry for me yet?

 

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If not, here’s more…..

When I walked into the tree-house in the spring, it smelled like a combination of goat urine and camel spit.  Not that I have ever smelled that, but it I am guessing it is pretty close to what I smelled in the treehouse.

Grotty. To the max.

I am still trying to get that smell outta my head.  I need a smell exorcist.

 

daisies

It wasn’t smelling like DAISIES

 

If you are a consistent reader of my blog, I know you have an imagination.  Now is the time to use it.   I need your help for squirrel payback.  Help a sis-ta out.  Don’t worry.  This fella deserves a good stare down.

He is still running around Casa-Knowlton.

He is no doubt shredding the outhouse toilet paper to shreds, right now, as we speak, with a grin on his face.

 

 

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I need your help.  Squirrel payback time.  All together now:

 

1.  Imagine you are standing at the treehouse and you have spotted the dreaded squirrel.  Just standing there.  Looking all innocent like.

 2.  Now focus. Get your MAD FACE on. Get serious.  Serious, mad, scary face.  The kind of face you make…that if you looked in the mirror….you would scare yourself.

That’s it.  You got it.

3.  OK, now I want everyone to stare at that squirrel.  STARE HARD.  He deserves it.

Note:

Is there a squirrel protection society? If so, they are probably going to come knocking on my door any minute now.

 

You are all in trouble for staring down a squirrel.

 

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Balinese Door Knobs on the Treehouse Reclaimed doors

 

4.  Keep that stare on.  GLARE.  The kind of GLARE where the squirrel is now looking behind him, and all around him. He is really starting to wonder if  it is, in fact, HIM that everyone is looking at.  Could it be?

 

5.  Now he is getting embarrassed. He thinks he has something stuck on his butt.  He takes a double check.  Nope.  Nothing on his butt.

 

6.  Yup. It is him.

 

 Run for the hills Mr. Bad ass Squirrel.

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GUILTY. BUSTED. BAD ASS.

 

I think it is only fair, since I made all of you stare down a squirrel, that I should tell you the story of what the hellion squirrel did.

 

MY WINTER CONVERSATION WITH THE HUBS :

 

Me: Hey Hun, have you checked the treehouse lately, to see if there are any animals in there?

Michael : Oh, Yes.

Me : Dude. You answered that way too quickly. Did you really check the tree-house?

 

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LOOK UP. Way up.

 

Michael : Yes. For sure. I went out there, and looked all around, and everything is fine. No biggie. No probs.

Me : Are you pulling the wool over my eyes?

Michael : I would never do that {he already looks guilty}.

Michael: How about I make dinner tonight ? You relax.

Me : {aka SUCKER}

 

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Vintage sink in the treehouse

 

P.s. ‘ VINTAGE SINK’ actually means that I stole it from my friends yard. They had plans to plant flowers in it.  I had other plans. True story.  Sorry, Chris and Heather. If you are looking for your sink…I have no idea where it is.

 

Michael:  I will keep checking the treehouse this winter if it makes you feel any better. It’ll be fine.  It’s a treehouse.  Not world peace.  It will manage.

Me: {I bought that argument}

 

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A room with a view

 

SPRING :

Me : …..Walking into the treehouse in spring…….

 

Three mattresses EATEN ALIVE by a squirrel and his big butt family.

 It looked like a pillow fight with Edward Scissor hands. 

Me :  Oh my,  Holy Mother of &*^%, what the what what, huh? ! Whaaaaaaat ?!

Michael : Hey little Miss potty mouth. Have you thought about a career in truck driving after your blogging career? *grin*

Me: Bite me….*shrieking* … What happened to all THREE MATTRESSES in the tree-house?!!!

Actually, I didn’t over react like that.   I totally over reacted like that.  Technically, I lost my mind.  I had an out of body experience. It was as if the squirrel had actually affected world peace.

Well he did.

My peace.

Little bastard.

This is why I drink.

 

small vintage glass on wooden stool

 

Me : Hey hun, come have a look at this *** demolished mattress scene *** ( I wrote that calmly, but actually, I think I screamed it from the tree-house porch). I even banged on my keyboard keys as I typed this.

 

 I’m certain I spewed green and my head did a 360*

Michael: What? How did that happen ?? So odd.  When I checked the mattresses they looked awesome before. Weird.  A mystery.  Hmmm.

 

You see, Michael is as calm as a clam.  He walked off as if nothing happened.  He didn’t blink an eye.

 

Zip. Nada. Zero.

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Tree = Countertop

 

Me: Did you REALLY look at the mattresses this winter?!!  You turned them over, and you really checked them? Truth ?!

Michael : Uhhhm. Uh-ha.

Note: I am not sure who had the hot flash first.

 

Me. Michael. Or the squirrel.

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Ikea Lantern LOVE

Short time passes…Perfect timing really.  NOT.  I was prepping the treehouse for a photo shoot with Our Homes Magazine.  How timely.  A photo shoot.  On top of photo shoot prep, I now had to do a BURNING (aka mattress bonfire).

 I had tons of time to do that. NOT. There is really nothing to do when you prep for a photo shoot. Can I say NOT, again? 🙂

 Easy.

~ SCREAM ~

Me: If you want to check the mattresses now, they are on the fire pit. There are some hefty flames coming out of them. Kind of like what is coming out of my ears right now.

 FLAMES.

The squirrels made homes inside every mattress. How could I ever sleep on that again?  It would be like Amity-ville squirrel horror.  A freak show in my mattress. Ewww.

Yes, more photos. I still need some cheering up.  Or wine.  I’m not fussy.

 In fact, just bring a case of wine.

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Come and sit for a while

 

It is now summer and every time I see a squirrel pass me, I dart glazes at him.   Like eyeball weapons.  I am sure he can feel my burning glaze on the back of his head.  The bad boy just sits there. Stares at me. With his mouth full.  Of Mattress Fur.

 

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It has been months.  It took me this long to write about it.  I suppose I am not over it.   I may have to remortgage my house to pay for the ‘winter-chow-down-of-a-mattress’ squirrel party.  Those squirrels may be small, but they have superman might when it comes to chowing.  If you ever want to wage a war, and do some damage on a building, invite a squirrel. My only recourse is to hope that the fat bastard squirrel is so full of mattress stuffing that he is constipated.  Dude, that is what happens when you eat fur balls for an entire winter.

Constipation =  Payback.

Mother Nature Style.

I think Mr. Squirrel should pray.

Dear Buddha I want to have your peace your wisdom, your serenity, your divine nature your acorn hat. Love, Squirrel.

Dear Buddha

I want to have your peace

your wisdom, your serenity, your divine nature

your acorn hat.

Love, Squirrel.

Lynne

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Nicole

I found your blog through Google, when trying to search for how to keep wildlife out of a kids treehouse. This was the second thing on the list of results. Lol. We are rebuilding our treehouse that was destroyed during Hurricane Irma that my dad built before he passed.

I laughed so hard at your blog. You have such a beautiful treehouse and you are such an expressive writer! <3 Any tips on how you keep the little… squirrels out after that experience? If so, let me know!

sydmom

5 words…. rat traps and peanut butter!

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Susan

Hilarious!!!! My friend Meaghan’s dog Rocco has a thing for squirrels (maybe Rocco should visit you?)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Y34NSUbEjY
P.S. Apparently the BBC has blocked your link to their video 🙁

Rhéal Delaquis

I like all the cool things you have on your website. Quite inspirational!

I am considering doing a DIY garage door hardware for the door I will be building for my garden tool storage area integrated within the studio and workshop I built at our country residence. Hence, I will be ordering the wheels from the that you have linked in your website. I need to know the inside diameter of the wheels so I can prepare the hole in the flat bar accordingly and buy the proper size bolts.

Your quick response would be greatly appreciated.

Kind regards,
Rhéal

Sandy

Avatar Lynne, we have found the quickest way to get rid of squirrels from our deck while they are stealing bird seeds from the feeder – is to let our 300 pound cat outside. He may look like a stuffed pillow but he can run, his brother Frisco is a lithesome 150 pounds and he also maintains order. Together this dynamic duo patrols our deck and keeps those Gang Squirrels behind the wall! Let the Barn cats visit the tree house and you’ll be pleasantly surprised. Fight nature with nature! Mother Nature will be pleased. Your Fan. Sandy

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Lol! Squirrel nasties! You are laugh out loud funny!

Love it!

Denise

This is some hilarious shit!! I haven’t laughed so hard in….way too long. Where have you been all my blogging life??
I’ll be reading on…

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Linda

Love your tree house.

Tiffany

Ok You got us good. This… Hilarious! Crying funny! You were so right – the 5 yr old is now on a new crusade for taking down those squirrels. Hes still planning 10 minutes through my laughing till i cried session (in an office where I am allegedly working… Apparently on restoring world peace with my son due to some bad ass squirrels in the Treehouse.) P.s. I grew up not too far from Amityville so the reference was especially hilarious since i have seen some ridiculous squirrel events at the actual house (of horrors.) I’m going to go nominate… Read more »

Great Story,

Where I grew up in Alabama (Tuskegee), we would have eaten the squirrel with gravy and biscuits. Not exactly a vegan’s delight. Great story telling and design, made my day. Be well.

Gail Wyer

Lynne…you are one hilarious lady!!!! Kudo’s to you….maybe writing is in the cards for you!!! Love your story…would have liked it better with a death scene!!! LOL

mom

Holy smoke….this one really cracked me up. I just roared watching that video. I never stopped laughing until I hit the bottom of your blog. Great funny writing :o)

First of all, I just spit out some wine while reading this. Thank you! Laughing and reading while drinking wine is not a talent I have yet acquired. I’ll trade you squirrels for my devil strawberry eating birds. They made me move all of them out of my garden. Mattresses aren’t cheap. I say you invest in a sling shot. PETA cover your ears. Second, WordPress is an epic fail (Unless you moved and this is me being stupid) and non of your posts have appeared in my reader. If I had half a brain or the time where I’m… Read more »

I can say without a doubt that this post is the greatest combination of entertaining prose, gorgeous photography, and anti-squirrel strategy that has ever been written. You should be proud of that.

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Look at the bright side…at least you live in the country and got to burn the mattress rather then pay to take it to the dump 😉 oh and also that a bat didn’t make a home in there….bats are much more worse to get rid of…trust me I speak from experience.

Not that I want to get any ‘squirrel protectionisits” coming after me, …but I think if you had screamed…..I mean super loud screamed down to your toe nails. screamed, …you would have perhaps given that squirrel treehouse squatter, ransacker a squirrel heart attack…and put major squirrel fear into his off spring for genrations to come as well. I’m not saying that I did that once myself, Im just saying that next time you might try that technique….just sayin’.

Crystal Rubybeets

Damn I will say it. I hate squirrels. They chewed through brand new screens and got into my kitchen once and sat all pompous on top kf my fridge.

Lynne, How dare that crazy squirrel clan just squat in your tree house! That’s just awfully rude of them.. I hope, for their sake, that they find another abode next winter. – Wendy

Carol Ann

I have a terrorist cell of squirrels in my attic plotting their next demolition. I have many plans for their demise. There will be no negotiations. I’ll keep you posted on my progess.
Meanwhile, remember this: they are not cute. They are rats having a good hair day.

OMG, hilarious. that squirrel deserves some serious jail time for breaking and entering and well relieving him/herself and vandalism. I so love your treehouse and now its a standoff, you have to prevail. Had one of the buggers break into my house and help himself to the nuts on top of my fridge, ruthless, no scruples. Maybe you should do a childrens book about the squirrel in the tree house minus making squirrel stew of course.

Oh forgot to mention that video, loved it, how funny is that!!

Lynne, I have reels of silk yarn in my shed where bees have loved to try and make their home annually soon followed by ants who found their way to the exact same spot… haven’t got any squirrels here but ferrel kitting weaving silk throws could be next 🙂
Your tree house has got to be the best in the world and the best interior magezines in the world, I am sure, must be clearing space for some of those photos. Much love from the Med..

GaylaT

The only thing I hate worse than squirrels are racoons. Those furry devils actually attack if you are in the way of something they want….like a grill full of steaks. That was at the lake house. Now, here in town it’s squirrels hands or paws down. I’ve been putting in bedding plants. It’s really very simple, I dig a hole, put in a little plant. push dirt around it and take a rest on the porch. Go out in about an hour to admire my darling rather expensive plantings and……..they are all pulled out of the ground to check and… Read more »

Hilarious… may I suggest removing all mattresses and soft items this winter??!!
Oh, and gorgeous too… but I’m still laughing at your expense. There’s a mouse living UNDER my front door and I have no strong, handsome, dashing Micheal to chase it away. GAH!

peachyteachy

The woodchucks may not have the pricetag those squirrels bring, but I daresay our rage is the same. My precious, raised-from-seed heirloom annuals? Hell hath no fury like this. My futile attempts: http://peachyteachy.wordpress.com/2012/05/17/woodchuck-vigilante/
Came home today to a thirty-pounder who sauntered away as I approached, screaming my trademark “Woodchuck! Run away!” and brandishing a bottle of balsamic vinegar, which I gladly would have thrown at the fat thief if I didn’t fully expect him to pour it over some shoots of swiss chard before chewing them up.
Your tree house, by the way, is so magical as to seem unreal.

I always thought you had to make peace with the squirrels that dig up your bulbs and tackle your bird feeders. Then again, I never had a squirrel tear my house apart. He went too far! I have a big dog that is now trained on command to attack squirrels on our property. Sadly, they always escape up the tree before he gets to them. Cool Hand Luke is pretty fast, but no match when it comes to climbing trees. The command? Its simple. You must say it with venom in your voice, through clenched teeth: SQUIRREL! It just makes… Read more »

Mary

Thanks for the laughs. (My husband now thinks I’m certifiable for laughing in a room all by myself.) I hate squirrels,,,,,no,,,not dislike,,detest or abhor. I HATE squirrels. Even more, my (saintly)mother-in-law hates squirrels. This woman, who wouldn’t say poop, if her mouth was full of it LAUGHS out loud when she sees a dead squirrel on the roadway! All I can suggest is red pepper flakes or hot sauce (on peanuts,etc.). Won’t kill them,,,but will give YOU a certain satisfaction to see them dance,,,,seeing as how you like talking animals. Oh yeah,,,then there’s my husband’s boss. He really hates squirrels.… Read more »

Yelle Xauch

Mary….Completely horrible boss! How inhumane and sad. I can’t ever understand people hatred of these beautiful creatures. Lynne…I loved reading your story! So sorry that your tree house was infiltrated. You set up the perfect Frey location for them! As a squirrel rescuer and rehabber, my advice is to put out a few squirrel houses so that they retreat there for the winter instead of your beautiful treehouse. It’s a lot easier and less expensive than replacing damaged goods. Also please do not put out pepper or cayenne as suggested. This can easily get into the eyes and mouths of… Read more »

Michael Knowlton

Hon 🙂
This is working for me. Keep blogging. Sounds like Frank and Tony are coming to make Italian dinner in the treefort. Let’s get Judy (gristmillwinery.com) to bring the wine (you did say by the case, didn’t you?). Maybe you just need to have a squirrel prevention conference in the treehouse. Nice idea ?! It could be a pot luck on steroids 🙂

Love,
Your squirrel warrior (NOT). My bad.LOL.

Michael

Jane

Ohhhh Lynne, I feel your pain. I had my own war with your squirrel’s cousin a few years back at my cottage! Who knew the little beggers could cause so much damage! If I’d had a gun I’m sure I would have shot him…….he came right back in while I was standing there surveying the damage and I’m sure that noise I heard was a laugh!!. Not a mattress, but pillows and a couch cushion…..foam everywhere…..food off the shelves…..we hadn’t even closed it for the winter yet. So much for a last relaxing day from the noise of town while… Read more »

Lynne. This is serious. Gorgeous, smart, bali-loving bloggers with treehouses are no match for a squirrel. Need to call in the big guns. Someone like my Italian dad. He means business. And he knows people. Squirrel-outsmarting people with names like Tony. These old Italian guys would make mincemeat out of your squirrel in no time. Drive around until you see someone who has filled in a swimming pool to plant tomatos. They’re Italian. Knock on the door and ask for Frank or Tony. They will make the squirrel an offer he can’t refuse.

Ooooooooooooooooh……I’m SO in love with your treehouse…..

Lynne, I have waged my own war with a squirrel for eating the heads off a bed of tulips. Nothing near as costly as tree house damage. Learnd something from the experience….a few strategically placed dried jalapeño peppers keeps the squirrels away. In fact my neighbor swears she saw the squirrel in the street frantically waiving his little paws at his mouth and saying…water, water, water!

I came, i stared, i drank. Not sure if it worked. Damned rodents.
I feel your pain sister. They didn’t chew my mattress, but they mock me from our back fence ever since i evicted an entire family from a downspout last year (hey…another argument for rainchains!)
Next you have to go on a woodpecker offensive…..i’m afraid that little guy is after your treehouse supports 😉
Thanks for the shout-out buddy 😉
And that video is hilarious!

I’m not sure what to say. I mean, I laughed at this post. But also, I was very mad at that squirrel and his posse. So, I guess it was angry laughing. Also, I would have enjoyed the mattress fire. I would have danced around it. And roasted marshmallows. Which I’m sure doesn’t do much to make you feel better either. In the squirrel’s defence, it DOES look like a wicked awesome place to spend the winter. Maybe I’ll burrow into one of your mattresses next year…

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