I really hate squirrels and raccoons.

There was a time, a long time ago, when little furry wild animals were cute.

Then, a few years ago, I began battling the invasion forces of these despicable aliens. And that's when things really turned to the worse.

We've at least temporarily extracted the squirrels from the area between floors where they had created a home for themselves. Next is the attempt to extract the raccoons, or whatever it is, from the chimmeny.

I don't know if I will ever recover from the trauma of this.