No, not the cousins. ;-)
Last night, the furnace was clunking a lot. We heard banging from - somewhere - in the basement. I finally headed down there with a flashlight and realized that something was caught in the furnace just in front of the air cleaner.
I came back down with a big garbage can, a stick, and big gloves. After turning off the furnace and the air filter, I opened it up and ... a flying squirrel?! Wow! It was pretty cagey, prowling around, but it wouldn't come by me.
I went upstairs to get my wife to standby (you know, just in case the thing jumped me) and went back down... the squirrel was now checking out the garbage can. One quick swoop and he was in the garbage can and I was hollering "open the garage door!!" Once I had a straight shot, I ran up and out. The poor fella was actually pretty cute. Don't want him inside though.
The good news? The furnace was nice an quiet the rest of the night.
The bad news? I bet we have a number of flying squirrels poking around. Boo!
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