Instead what I get to do is fill a couple of 5-gallon buckets with green, unripened nuts that the fucking squirrels decided to remove from the tree 2 months before they're ready. Last year I found exactly 0 viable nuts. They were all stripped off the tree before their time.
I just convince myself that their happiness is my happiness. And the shade is still good.
The husband despised the squirrels for ruining both his garden as well as his bird feeders. Being handy, he put one bird feeder on a metal articulating arm out the kitchen window. And then he wired it to the outside light switch.
He got much joy out of flipping that switch and shocking the tree rats!
One would be a pleasure.
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