Damaged Goods
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My house has cedar siding. For the past two weeks, a woodpecker of unknown species has been drilling as his mate supervises. They want to build a nest in the siding. Fortunately, I’m home most of the time to chase them away, but it’s an exhaustive waste of time.
This same thing happened in 1978 when the house was two years old. That time the culprit was a woodpecker known commonly as a red-shafted flicker. Unfortunately, because we were still working, the pests had most of the day to do their damage with impunity. When we’d get home, there was a large hole.
I tried all kinds of gadgets and gizmos to discourage this behavior but the only thing that worked was a shotgun blast. There was collateral damage from the blast to my eaves but the main problem was eliminated. Or so I thought.
The next day his mate was drilling at the site and the following day, she was sitting in the hole using my house insulation as part of her nest. Again, the shotgun was necessary.
Gunfire wouldn’t work today because my upper extremities are crippled with musculoskeletal impairments and I’m unable to lift a long gun to the proper position.
Guess I should feel fortunate that more than 40 years elapsed between incidents.
This same thing happened in 1978 when the house was two years old. That time the culprit was a woodpecker known commonly as a red-shafted flicker. Unfortunately, because we were still working, the pests had most of the day to do their damage with impunity. When we’d get home, there was a large hole.
I tried all kinds of gadgets and gizmos to discourage this behavior but the only thing that worked was a shotgun blast. There was collateral damage from the blast to my eaves but the main problem was eliminated. Or so I thought.
The next day his mate was drilling at the site and the following day, she was sitting in the hole using my house insulation as part of her nest. Again, the shotgun was necessary.
Gunfire wouldn’t work today because my upper extremities are crippled with musculoskeletal impairments and I’m unable to lift a long gun to the proper position.
Guess I should feel fortunate that more than 40 years elapsed between incidents.