So there I was, watching the show

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in my ringside seats (conveniently located in close proximity to the first aid kit). And I’m hearing funny noises from the fridge right behind me. Upon further investigation, I am convinced there is some variety of small critter in / under / behind or otherwise trapped by the fridge. Then it occurs to me that the garage door was left open all evening.

I’ll be sending DH out to do the animal control duties when he gets home. Last time I investigated a strange noise in the garage I ended up freeing a frantic armadillo from a mess of soccer nets and lawn chairs. In my pajamas. Once for that type of fun is enough, thanks.

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