Saturday is a special day . . .

Mark smelled something stinky in our shed. Discovered one squirrel, on the floor between two shelves--rigor mortis. He suited up with a face mask and gloves and a double trash bag and took care of it. So brave, and how gross! He sprayed the shed with kitchen cleaner (our only anti-bacterial) and air freshener. Then 25 minutes later he went back out to put things in the shed and could still smell it. Enter fluffy tail on a high shelf, also rigor mortis. Theories:

1. male territory dispute gone really bad,


2. rodents taste-testing the electric wiring,


3. and Mark's real fear, BIG poisonous spider somewhere in the shed

Conclusion: not storing ANYTHING in the shed

Conclusion 2: Emily is not attempting any projects alone in the shed, workbenches and outlets regardless . . .

Meanwhile, Emily made sugar cookies inside. the shed. Just kidding. in the house. We should have taken pictures of both (instead I had to find some on google--I still have a good action shot in my head of Mark bringing down the second squirrel).

Sure was a special day.