squirrel poo

So it's been really friggin frustrating taking the dogs out onto our upstairs patio because we had a squirrel (s?) living under the damn thing. The door would open and our pups would go crazy smelling what's underneath, trying to get at them.

So the other day we said ENOUGH and tore up the floor.

We were afraid we'd come across baby squirrels - which we'd have to feed to our dogs or make a stew out of - but luckily we didn't. Just enough squirrel poo, newspaper, plastic, leaves and other seeding materials to fill one of those brown paper bags. Spent the whole bloody evening cleaning it up.

And the whole time the cute little guy sat in the tree and watched me. Felt a little bad for him.

But really, our comfort is much more important.