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pellet to the postierior usually drives them away for awhile, but there are so many Ican't tell them apart.
On a side note, my mother knows how I feel about these glorified rats, and she saw something at Newbury Comics that she thought I would get a kick out of.
There are called "Squirrel Underpants"
It's a small pair of Y-fronts, tidy-whities for the tree rat.
I laughed my arse off at this gag gift.
If you get a chance, look for them online, and you'll see what I mean.
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