This morning Brynlee came running into our room, freaking out that there was a mouse scratching at the storage room door. My first thought is...well, I don't think it would be scratching at the door since there is a big enough space under the door for it to get out. It is probably in the walls.
About a half an hour later she comes upstairs again saying she heard the scratching noise again. Rob got a mouse trap and set it in the storage room. He said when he first opened the door, he saw something so it kinda confirmed that, yes, there was a mouse in there...or so we thought...
He checked the trap a little while later and it had gone off but no little mousie was in it. I was in the downstairs bathroom and could hear little scratching and pitter patter scampering around in the ceiling...yeah, so not cool! The strange thing is that it sounded alot bigger than a mouse! I heard it go from the bathroom down the hall (again all of this in the ceiling of the basement) and back into the storage room. I called for Rob to come check it out. He peeked in the storage room and said, um, that's no mouse. That's a squirrel!
I called Animal Control, not really knowing if it was something they'd even deal with. By this point, the squirrel was scratching and gnawing at the carpet under the door, trying to get out. We put up a board so it couldn't escape and then a police officer arrived. He said that Animal Control was out for the week at a training conference and different police officers were covering for them. This one happened to normally work at the jail in Brigham City. He said, "I'll admit I never do this kind of stuff so I'll need your help." He brought in a box trap, slowly opened the door with the trap in the doorway...nothing. It had been about 5 minutes and we hadn't heard it so I wondered if it had found it's way into another part of the house.
Rob went in the storage room (which is also where the furnace is) to see if he could tell how the squirrel got in and noticed a ventilation pipe that goes straight up to the roof. The end cap had been knocked part way off. Our guess is that the squirrel must have fallen down the pipe from the roof and knocked the cap off and fell into the room. Here's a view up the vent, looking out through the roof and the end cap that had been knocked off...
A call went into dispatch....I have one squirrel in custody.
8 comments:
thanks for the laugh today! that was hilarious...
What an exciting day! I'm glad you caught it. It would creep me out to hear something walking in the ceiling.
So funny - I laughed out loud. And, Brad (the cop) is our nephew. We will get his side of the story and compare someday just for fun.
That's great!
Oh that was great! Thanks for the laugh!
I love it. I was laughing so hard I had to go wake Kevin up (he had just gone to bed) and make him listen to the story. We were both grinning from ear to ear.
What a find! That's awesome :)
That is terrifying. I have a (perhaps irrational) fear of squirrels. I hope you made Rob get on the roof to fix the cover on that pipe.
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