May 01, 2006
hot shower, cold beer, feel much better
I stripped the porch ceiling down today, the messiest job imaginable.
As far as I can tell, the mother raccoon abandoned her kits (they're in the den of insulating foam at right). I thought they were all gone. The 2x4 is supposed to encourage them to leave, or for the mother to come back and get them. Hopefully, this will happen overnight.
It turns out that they had chewed, or clawed, themselves a burrow in a solid block of insulating foam under the window - this must be where the infinite number of foam bits came from.
