Little Critters: Part 2

As you recall, we had a brief house guest that decided to make the attic in our carriage house his final resting place. This past Friday, our friendly neighborhood heat inspector confirmed our suspicions: we were (not proud) owners of a dead raccoon.

Determined to keep the smell from permeating the walls and other areas of the building, Josh and my Dad embarked on a quest to remove our furry friend using nothing but a face mask, snow shovel and leaf bag from Menards.

There are no words that can accurately describe the scene at our home just a few short days ago. As such, I tried to document their journey in photos (this was despite having to leaving the premise several times due to the smell and proceeding to gag like Dee in that one episode of "It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia").