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JEM went to bbq steak last night.

He came back inside and said we couldn't bbq.

I thought we were out of propane.

That would have been the easy answer. No, a squirrel has made its nest in our bbq.

This has made me feel squirmy all night. I don't want to move the bbq, what if it jumps out at me?

I don't want to clean it out, JEM thought there might have been babies. Ackk!!

This situation has me all twitchy and freaked out.

He needs a new bbq anyway. I'm thinking of abandoning the bbq to the back corner of the yard and wishing the squirrel well. Plus the squirrel had to work really hard to get all that grass and fluff up the grease trap hole.

It really is a cute squirrel. It's a red squirrel. You don't see many of those here. There are the big grey squirrels and those seriously creepy, freaky black squirrels that still freak me out after 8 years. I kind of feel like we should protect this red squirrel and give it a chance. I know, now I've gone crazy.

Maxman and JEM just went to look at the nest, it is impressive how much work this little rodent has done in such a short amount of time (about 3 days since we last used the bbq). Maxman thinks she's pregnant (we all think she's a girl squirrel).

UPDATE: JEM checked today and there were no babies so he removed the nest with a shovel and put it in a box in the back corner of the yard. Then he turned the bbq on high and burned the rest away. He is very brave.