a real old friend of my dads,only hunts squirrels with his wife.he swears by them.he has two,one you shake,one looks like a stainless washer with a hole in it,you blow and squeak with it.

he brings in his limit nearly every time he goes.that says something.

I am not a hunter I am a whitetail population reduction specialest

remember keep your back to the sun, your knife sharp, and your powder dry.