So, we've had a squirrel in our house (in between the first and second floors in the joists/rafters) for a couple of months. We do have a live trap and I did catch 1 baby squirrel about 2 weeks ago. It’s gotten unbearable these past few nights as its just super loud in the dead of night. …
So, we've had a squirrel in our house (in between the first and second floors in the joists/rafters) for a couple of months. We do have a live trap and I did catch 1 baby squirrel about 2 weeks ago. It’s gotten unbearable these past few nights as its just super loud in the dead of night.
I came home from work at 3PM yesterday and at first I thought someone had broken in. Curtains were torn down, multiple flowerpots (and dirt) knocked onto the carpet, phone knocked off the hook, etc. Then I saw droppings and realized that the squirrel had gotten into the living area of the house.
Started to clean up, then I looked upstairs, there the rascal was, staring right back at me from the top of the stairs! I closed the door to the upstairs and waited for Jean to come home.
We went upstairs and we got the squirrel trapped in Allison's room. We decided that we should try and catch it. Jean had 2 big plastic drawers (from a storage unit) that we decided we could trap him under. We knew the squirrel was under the bed so we had Jean move the bed and when it came out I was going to clamp one of these drawers over the top of him.
Well, I guess we didn't figure he would come flying out from under the bed so fast, he was at warp speed and I swear it was the size of a wolverine! It jumped right towards me, 5' in the air and I moved to the side and I could tell he was going to hit the wall and when he did, he ricocheted off the wall and right into my face (I have very slight squirrel scars). At this point I was already falling backwards and when it hit me I think I tried to fall to the side.
So the squirrel goes back under the bed, and I'm in pain. Try to live with the pain for a few minutes, but then realize that I'm going to have to go to the Emergency Room (yay, I have AFLAC).
Push comes to shove, and I find out that I have a broken fibula. This is the small bone next to your big bone (tibia) in your lower leg. We saw the x-rays, it’s a nice clean break!
Now you have to realize its Tuesday and I shoot pool league on Tuesday nights. Its the last night of league play and I’m number 1 in the league and pretty much just have to show up and play my games to retain 1st. So I have to ask the nurse practioner if she can get me out of there in time for me to shoot my games! Hooray, she says she can. Of course my wife and the nurses aren’t any to happy that I'm going to do this. Although I do think there is a "Man law" that says I must shoot under these
circumstances so my conscience is clear.
I do go and shoot. Wow, its really hard to shoot on 1 leg and when you are nauseous and are high from the pain medication they gave you. I do end up winning all 4 of my games to retain #1. The highlight of the night, my team members presenting me with a "Get Well" helium balloon and a toy grey squirrel with blood on its mouth!
We had been trying to contact animal control even before the “Attack” but they had not been available. We did finally get a hold of them and they came while I was at the ER. She tried to capture it, but had no success and had to go to a meeting. Animal control came back at 7:00PM and did net it in 15 minutes. I’ve not heard the exact location of its release but do hope that it’s far enough away that it doesn’t want to come back here.
Next morning…
Just got back from the doctors. I have a "3 part spiral distal fibula." Bone was broken in 3 places with the cracks running around the bone. Just barely below the "Needs surgery" point. Thank goodness. I got a purple cast on with instructions to stay off the foot because if the bone(s) shift I will have to have the surgery. I get an x-ray in 10 days to see how it’s healing.
My goal, to shoot in the Dr Pool finals on May 4-6. See you there.
