Mr. Robert E. Lee Ewell.
Does the name sound familiar? Comes from a book written by Harper Lee.
If you've read me before, you know I name just about everything. If a name jumps into my head for any particular item belonging to me, I'll use it. Anything. Not just the living. I've named vehicles, yard equipment, and a few goldfinch feeders. Our feeders took on the names from the same book as Mr. Ewell (he came after) We had one hanging high in a tree and 2 below it on a metal hangar. Atticus, Jem and Scout. Another one hung in a different tree across the yard. It was named Boo Radley.
|Jem and Scout Finch|
After hanging the finch feeders, we would find them on the ground in the mornings. I knew it couldn't be a squirrel, they sleep at night. We hadn't seen Mr. Ewell in a long time so, I thought maybe/perhaps a possum. Out Yonder has been used as a super highway for them, in the past. Then we started seeing the old boy. One night, the whoa-man spotted 2 coons searching the yard. They are so brazen, or used to the sounds and activity of our urban area, we can shine a flashlight on them from the house and follow them around the yard. Doesn't faze them a bit. Why, even once, Mr. Ewell grabbed his top hat and cane and did a little soft shoe, Vaudeville action in the spotlight.
One morning Jem and Scout were down. Scout was close but, Jem was dragged further out in the yard. His bottom plug was removed. (sorta like the book when Jem's arm was nearly wrenched from his body) That's when Mr. Ewell got his name. We try and bring Jem and Scout in every night, now - else we find them scattered around the yard. Atticus was removed from his tree one night and torn up. I now have a mini-me Atticus hanging in Nicholas, as an extra attractant for Mr. Ewell.
Who's Nicholas? Nicholas Cage. The live trap I purchased just for Mr. Ewell. No luck, yet. However, we watched one night as Mr. Ewell entered, grabbed a piece of apple and left Nicholas. (undisturbed) I have 2 Victors set up inside also. He never touched either of them nor did he hit the trigger to Nicholas. Lucky or smart?
|Nicholas with the 2 Victors resting on top, awaiting tonight's mission.|
After the action, Mr. Ewell turned around and rechecked Nicholas. Really? At least we know he isn't too big for the trap. One day, my boy. One day.
UPDATE: Last night we watched as Mrs. Ewell entered Nicholas and was caught. Hurray! But, wait! She pushed at the bottom of the trap door and, just like a mouse, flattened out and slipped between the door and cage bottom. WHAT?! Unbelievable. So, I remodeled the design a bit. We'll see what happens tonight. WE WILL CATCH these 2. (hopefully)