The only squirrels we saw when we were children was on the eating table, fried or surrounded by dumplings. The squirrels respected my daddy's shotgun enough to stay hidden in the woods. Nowadays, they are everywhere. It is a constant battle with the bird feeders, one that I have lost up 'til now, but hope springs eternal. I usually try not to get too steamed up about it, but they have made me fighting mad this time. We live in a subdivision, with a lot that is roughly .6 acre. After room for the house, the driveway, and the front yard, we have very little space to garden. We have to carefully decide what we are going to grow to make the most of our tiny space. We don't have enough to share with squirrels. Above, you can see they took a tomato and discarded it after a few bites; maybe they didn't like it quite so green. This year, we decided to plant three small rows of corn, looking forward to a freezer s...
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