When I was a little kid living in Ferndale, Michigan, I really wanted to catch a squirrel. I set up a box, propped up by a stick with a string on it, and baited it with peanut butter on a popsicle stick. My plan was to wait until a squirrel ate the peanut butter, and then pull the stick out, capturing the animal under a cardboard box. What I thought I’d do next, I dont’ know. But it never got that far. So lately, I’ve been trapping these little critters in my yard here in Northern Minnesota. In the last two weeks, I’ve caught 8 squirrels, 6 chipmunks, 5 mice and two birds. I drive them a few miles up the shore and release them. I guess this is a childhood dream come true, but now I just don’t want them around.