That's it, I now declare war against the raccoons (or whatever they are) in my attic!
Our yearly visitor must have appreciated our hospitality so much to return yearly.
They ripped their way in to my roof on Canada Day. Since then, they were enjoying their morning exercise before they sleep in the gym, a.k.a. the corning on top of my bedroom, at exactly 6am daily.
Mr. Pest Control came by yesterday and left them some air fresheners, a.k.a. stinky stuff. Today, they decide to potty train themselves at the access panel to the attic in my mom's closet. Yes, they pissed!
That's it. I had enough.
Operation Shock and Awe:
Mr. Pest Control came by today again and left a radio for their listening pleasure and a light for them to find their way at night. How nice of him.
Let's see when do they check out of our hotel.
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