Virginia is for LOVERS!
Want to hear something gross? The other morning I went to get some shoes out of the back of my closet, a pair I hadn't worn since we moved into the house in September, and there was a handful of acorns in there. Yes you heard correct, we at one time had a squirrel running around in our house while we slept, hiding his winter nourishment in our shoes and drawers. I say drawers because not too long ago my husband had found a equal number of acorns in his bottom drawer of his dresser. I have no clue how the little fuckers got in there but they did. I don't think it is a problem anymore because we have poisoned anything that has four legs in the house with DE-CON and snapped the necks of anything stupid enough to eat peanut butter off of rat traps but it still creeps me the hell out! I mean it is not as gross as when I lived in a apartment in Marlborough and the teenage son of my neighbor decided to relieve himself out of his bedroom window onto my grill ...