Hubs has been itching to get a pet and I promised him we would once we bought a home. Turns out, our home already came with its fair share of pets living in our attic…
Although really cute, the thought of them nesting, PROCREATING, chewing through wires and insulation (prompting the possibility of an eventual house fire) and damaging our roof is far from appealing. We had a professional come out today to set traps. Don’t fret, he doesn’t harm them but rather releases them 20 miles away in the country. It’s not the most fun I’ve had spending 300 bucks… Oh, homeownership.
But, the pet control guy said he discovered a little kids table up there. A long lost treasure! Maybe one day I’ll get up the nerve to see for myself (wouldn’t that be cute for Baby Girl?) but hoisting my pregnant belly up the ladder into a creepy attic hasn’t made it on my list of To Dos yet. It might never.
Have a happy Easter weekend, everyone! I hoping to nap a lot.