I was down in the basement studying and I hear my mom yell for me to come up. She sounded like she was kind of in a panic. So I ran up and she is standing in the kitchen. Turns out that we had a squirrel in our laundry room. We had the door open earlier and apparently a squirrel found his way in.
It went into a closet, and we were trying to figure out a way to get it out of the house. I was standing on a chair slowly moving things out of the closet with a broom stick. I haven’t been that jumpy in a long time. We finally got him out of the closet and into the “green carpet room”
Then we chased it out the front door… haha, what a day.