I don't call it Vaclav's Hovel for nothing.
Starting last week, I could hear something scratching as I sat in my bedroom reading. I called Cara in to check my sanity. It wasn't Fifi - sometimes she scratches a bare 2x4 in the room. It went away when I banged on the wall so I forgot about it.
But this morning it started again, louder, and longer.
I opened up one section of the wall
to see if I could peak into an eave and find out what it was. Nothing. I even jammed a camera on a stick in there and got a bad shot of the rafter vents.
Nothing.
I walked outside to see if I could find a hole somewhere, and from the ground there was nothing. Then I figured something might be chewing it's way in through an eave that I can't see without a ladder. So I stuck a camera on a broomstick:
and found this hole:
(the video is washed out, it's hard to understand what is going on, but at about :10 into it I center on a hole chewed into a small section of roof.)
The hole is on this low, small piece of roof under the eave:
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I hate Critters--Sue
A squirrel? They're really cute until they invade your house.
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