BoatBanter.com - View Single Post

[email protected]

On Sun, 20 Dec 2015 12:24:39 -0500,
wrote:

My paternal grandparents lived in rural Michigan on a fair sized piece
of property. My grandmother was an animal lover who wouldn't hurt a
flea with the exception of red squirrels - because of their
destructiveness. She'd sound the alarm if she spotted a red squirrel
in the yard and someone would be sent out to dispatch it with a 410
shotgun. There were no repeat offenders.

They must have really been ****ed at them in Maryland because they
were virtually endangered (before we had the term) when we were
hunting. You couldn't take one but that was not a problem because I
never saw one until I traveled away from there. I was surprised the
first time I saw one in Georgia or something and thought I had seen a
dinosaur. Then I saw they were everywhere ;-)