This is hubby Neil after spending several hours underneath our house, trying to clean up the mess (and I mean that literally) that the family of four raccoons made. He still has a lot of work to do yet, because the basement was pretty nasty to begin with. The smell the raccoons left behind isn’t as bad as it was. They have left the basement, it seems, but they have since moved into Neil’s shed/airplane hanger/man cave. And he thought they were soooo cute when they started hanging out in our yard. He has since changed his tune about that. Having to slither around on your belly in a crawl space about a foot tall will do that to you.
