“No wonder you didn’t call in any squirrels,” he said. “No one ever reads the instructions on the back of a package,” I said, smiling. “Did you read the instructions on the back of the box?” Talkington said. “What do you plan to do with that limb?“ I said. As we walked into the woods that first morning, Talkington cut a small leafy branch and took out his squirrel whistle. Talkington said he’d left his rifle at home because he wanted us to shoot the squirrels while he called them. We set a date for our squirrel hunt, and my son John accompanied me. “If you can tune that whistle to make a squirrel come to you, I’ll put you in a national magazine,” I said. “If I can prove to you that it works, would you write about the whistle in your newspaper column?” he said. Talkington couldn’t believe his squirrel whistle didn’t work. “It didn’t work,” I said, after pausing a moment. “What did you think about it?” Talkington said with an excited voice. Did you have an opportunity to test it yet?“ “Yes, I did,” I said cautiously. Phillips, I’m Shannon Talkington,” the gentleman said. But after taking the whistle into the woods during two or three squirrel hunts and blowing through the holes to produce what seemed to be an odd sound, nothing happened. Glancing over the directions on the front of the package, I decided I had to blow this whistle to make squirrels come running. Each end had a hole, and the packaging read: Mr. Years ago a package arrived in the mail and it included a round, hollow piece of metal about the size of a bottle cap. With squirrel season opening Thanksgiving Day and continuing through March 1, 2007, Palmetto State hunters have plenty of time to enjoy hunting squirrels and talking to them. But I most enjoy the productivity of squirrel calling as do many South Carolinians. Men who can talk waterfowl down from the sky with their duck and goose calls also draw admiration. It’s also enjoyable to use a turkey call to try to fool a wise old woods wizard. ![]() I like the way a grunt call sometimes can make a buck come to you. Dolittle because I enjoy talking to the animals. “You can hunt those two gray squirrels.” We experienced a productive morning of squirrel hunting and both came close to taking our limit of squirrels. “I’ll go after the fox squirrel, Daddy,” he said. ![]() “Okay, son, do you want to take the fox squirrel or the gray squirrels?” I said. The three squirrels barked, and my son immediately pointed in the direction of the fox squirrel. “Listen as I call to them again, and point in the direction where you think the fox squirrel is barking.” I whipped the ground with a small leafy branch and blew the distress call a second time. “He doesn’t whine at the end of his barking like a gray squirrel. “The fox squirrel has the deep, raspy bark,” I said. “How do you know which one is the fox squirrel?” John said, looking up at me.
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