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The world is full of stories, stories of mysteries, of curiosities, of oddities.

Join Pat and Jethro Gilliganthorth for a strange, the bizarre, the unexpected,

as they lift the lid and cautiously peer inside the box of oddities.

I got home the other day, I'm coming up over the stairs, I can hear cat in the bedroom, screaming at the top of her lungs.

Stop it! Don't cut that up, stop it.

So I ran upstairs, I thought something horrible was happening to her, and she's got her head out the window yelling at squirrels on the bird feeder.

Yeah, but sometimes you've got to.

You're a squirrel, that's hard to say, you're a squirrel-scoulder, squirrel-scoulder.

Spid squeezes.

Yeah.

Well, here's the thing, is I put food out for the squirrels, and I asked them not to get on the bird feeder, because I'm afraid they'll break it.

And so they have their own food, it's not like I'm like squirrels can't eat, of course they can.

Sure.

Of course I'll put stuff out for them.

And you've explained to them in great detail what food is theirs, and it stay away from the suet, but no go.

It's not the suet, it's the regular old bird feeder.

The seed, okay, all right.

So what are your plans, what's your strategy at this point?

Well, I thought about putting some sort of like lubricant on the pole that they used to climb up to get to the bird feeder.

Vassaline it down, something like that, but then I noticed that the grackles used that to hold on while they wait their turn.

And I don't want to, I don't want to gum up their little clawy paws.

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