It's like Animal Kingdom here.

About a month ago a bird built a nest in the back cubby of my house. 


*that's the little cubby area*

It was a double decker on a little shelf thing I have.  I was concerned about it's location so I moved it outside of the cubby.  The next morning the shelf and the nests were laying on the ground.  Oops.  Guess it was a little unsteady in the wind.

I moved the shelf back into the cubby.  The bird came and rebuilt it's nest.

I usually smoke out in this cubby.  However, after that Robin laid her eggs it was dangerous to my head for me to smoke out there anymore.  She would swoop in and dive at me.  She scared me as much as I scared her, I am sure.

Every day the kids and I would go out there quickly and check the progress of the eggs.  Most days the mommy would come flying in, either unaware of us being there...or to get us the hell out of there.  Either way, we all got the message and made our visits quick.

Well, those eggs hatched into three wittle baby birdies...and eventually they flew the coup.

Here at work we've had something running around in the attic, it's not the squirrel I let in before either.  There had been some evidence on the outside of the building that some varmint was getting in.  It was time to call the exterminator.  He put traps on the roof by the vents yesterday.

Low and behold, this morning...SIX, yeah, that's right SIX raccoons were caught in the traps on top of the roof.  The guy came out and got them.  He reset the traps catching three more.  NINE...HOLY SHIT...NINE raccoons.  I can't imagine what the attic looks like after that many (if there's not more) have been running amuck up there.

*shivers*

I guess I should be thankful, my Mom called today and complained about the GINORMOUS cock roaches she has down in Arizona.

Score 1 for Indiana.  Just sayin. ;)