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Monday, June 15, 2020

The struggle with squirrels is real

By Carol O'Meara, Boulder County Extension

My nemesis
  Four years of escalating tensions with the squirrels in my garden have driven me nuts.  Each year dreams of a bounty of squash, tomatoes, melons, and pumpkins are left in ruin as my plants serve as snacks for the bushy-tailed beasts. Though cute and fun to watch, they haven’t taken my admonishments seriously, growing bolder and more willing to strip the plants of all that is good.

They’re burying peanuts everywhere; so much food is being cached in my yard it’s as if they’re prepping for the Squirrelpocalypse.  My neighbors are feeding them and when I walk by in the mornings at least a squadron of squirrels gambol about they trough of nuts set out for them.  

They leave their nuts in my lawn, containers, flowerbeds and gutters; we’ve found peanuts on cable boxes, in camper crevices, and centered on the walkway to the house.

If only they would stick to eating those peanuts, but no, they prefer fresh produce plucked from the vine. Tomato theft is an issue when love apples ripen, with squirrels pilfering ripe fruit and scurrying off to feast.  

Adding insult to injury, they often eat only half of the tomato, leaving its savaged carcass for the gardener to find. The gardener’s wails upon discovery reverberate throughout the neighborhood and the rest of us lift our hands in a three-finger-Hunger-Games salute to the fallen. 

A clever gardener in Wyoming offered her solution: hang round, red Christmas ornaments on tomato plants at this time of year.  Her idea is intriguing; the Trojan tomato, once or twice bitten, tricks the animal into thinking that there’s nothing interesting on the plant and it leaves the real tomatoes alone later in the summer.  I have no idea if this works and it isn’t based in science, but desperate times call for desperate measures. Festoon your garden like its Christmas in July.

Pitting my mind against a wily opponent is exhilarating and confounding, as they deploy adaptive thinking faster than I can counter it. It began several years ago when the squirrels discovered the pumpkins, gnawing them into hollow husks before I could harvest.  In response, I caged off the ripening squash.  The following year, they preyed upon squashes before the flowers could close, eating the young fruit before it had a chance to swell.  So I caged off the flowers before they opened.  

The following year, the bandits ate the vines, robbing me of any hope for pumpkins.  The solution, it seems, was simple: cage the whole area. 

Thus the madness of gardening takes over; now chicken wire tunnels, 19-feet long and five-feet wide,   During construction, the bushy-tailed beasts pay close attention.  Never far from the rising fortifications, they watch, noting depth and angle of the wire, deviously plotting their Squirrelshank Redemption.
are erected in my yard.

It might be folly, but I’m a vain enough gardener that I don’t want a huge expanse of chicken wire visible in the raised beds near the front yard.  So those beds are discreetly covered in bird netting in hopes that it’s sufficient protection.  But the squirrels are testing the perimeters, shoving their paws underneath the cloth to dig at the edges of the bed.

If things get bad I might borrow a co-worker’s dog, Hank, a coonhound who takes protecting his humans from the impending Squirrelnarök seriously.  Padding onto his deck each morning, he sniffs for his opponent.  Upon discovering them in nearby trees or along the railing, he rushes back and forth, yodeling his alarm to nearby neighborhoods.

Hank’s warbling bray amuses the squirrels, who natter and chuff in response.  The tease him but he doesn’t give up his patrol until running out of energy, whereupon a nap is required.  I haven’t quite gotten to the point of a yodeling hound circling a caged off garden filled with Christmas baubles.  But I’m close, very close.


  1. I have found that my cats are good chasers and if I see them they get the super soaker squirt gun treatment.

  2. Well written and humorous! : )

  3. The tree rats have pillaged my deck planters, knawed on tree branches, dug holes in the lawn,taunted the dog, escaped from traps, reproduced at will. Indeed, the struggle is real.

  4. Anybody have a recipe for squirrel stew?

  5. Having lived in the Midwest, I endured scores of rabbits (counted 12 in my backyard one night), trees full of squirrels (nests too)and mice, because I fed birds. All were a struggle. Now I live in the Pacific Northwest and the enemy...deer. They're gutsy and ruin/eat landscape and gardens. I've seen 14 hanging out together in a neighbors backyard. Deer = larger problems and larger diets. What is worse?! Janis Stoven

  6. Loved this! Nice to know we are not alone.....and I have rabbits as well, so come ON foxes!! If there is anything left of the produce for the food bank, I will be delighted. Really enjoyed this-you made me smile

  7. We built what we call The Fortress. It is very successful. They can see the veggies, but so far haven't figured out how to get in! I'd be happy to post a photo if I knew how.