tonight's attic adventure...
I went upstairs to start working and heard growling. Yes, growling. There was a squirrel IN THE ATTIC with me. And it was threatening me. In my own attic! It then ran over the edge of the eve and continued to growl at me. It sat there for about fifteen minutes, while we walked around, talking, shining lights on it. You see, for the last week and a half, it's been nice out, so it has been running around over my head on the roof. Tonight was 35 degrees and raining, so it didn't want to be out there.
Inside me is a thin woman trying to get out. I usually shut the bitch up with a martini.