Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Critter Update


     We’ve already posted about all the critter sighting escapades and high-tailed adventures from back in the spring, shortly after we moved here.  They were driving us nuts as they scampered all through the attic gap between the roof deck and the interior sheetrock.  If that wasn’t enough for this city boy – those rascals made havoc under the house each night in the crawl space with their eerie chewing, clawing and scratching noises . . . sometimes sounding like they had a hammer.

     You’ll recall that one evening as I sat in the den, a squirrel came walking right past me on the carpet.  Minutes later I looked up and saw two raccoons standing on our back porch peering at me through the glass door.  Eventually, the cool nights of winter/spring gave way to the hot days and blazing hot temperatures in the attic, and the pesky wildlife looked elsewhere for their overnight stays.  I finally found their secret entry points they had gnawed through on the roof and sealed them up with heavy gauge wire mesh.  I never actually saw what ventured under the house during that time, but knew it was bigger and meaner than a squirrel - but smaller than a rhinoceros (of course - eros).

     One good thing about the summer’s heat - - it’s a really good deterrent to having those kind of overnight/un-invited guests.  So, I cruised along all summer with all the remodel projects including an extreme makeover of the second bath, as well as organizing the menagerie of wood, tools, hardware, paints, lawn and garden stuff, and recreational toys in the garage.  It’s now a real life MAN-GARAGE . . . a practical and compartmentalized work zone – much like my own version of Home Depot.

     I have a WOODWORKING DEPARTMENT where I have all my inventory of wood scraps and wood-cutting machinery.  I make a lot of sawdust, so I built a new wall to separate this area from the HARDWARE DEPARTMENT with all other power tools, hand-tools, plumbing and electrical supplies, etc.  I like to keep a fairly tidy workspace.  With my professional background, I’ve always had a large supply of paints and painting paraphernalia, so I also set up my handy-dandy PAINT DEPARTMENT walk-in closet.  I know what you’re starting to think – but it’s not over yet!

     The garage had a nice big room on the side that worked conveniently for all our recreational gizmos and lake house toys.  So half of that space became our OUTDOOR LIVING DEPARTMENT, and on the other end of the room is our LAWN AND GARDEN DEPARTMENT with everything we own for yard work.   It felt so good to get that done.  It only took three weeks to pull off.

     Following that surge of productivity, I was energized for the next installment of Home Improvement Maxwell Style, so I built new patio awnings for the back  and side of the sun room.  Too bad I didn’t do this back in June because it has really helped out with keeping the sun room cooler.  Two weeks ago, the time had come to start the demo of the master bath.  I had already leveled the kitchen and second bathroom, so I knew what was ahead for me and I was dreading going through all that tear out.  But once I lit the fuse, it was “Katy bar the door, ‘cause there’s no stoppin’ now.”

     I began by removing the old bathtub . . . ½” thick cast iron . . . 232 pounds . . . by myself.  Then I cut out the floor as I had done in the other rooms and leveled it back up to snuff.  The plumber came and installed the new Jaccuzzi tub and re-plumbed the bathroom underneath the house.  Then Rod and Kandi, the electricians, came and did their thing to make everything work – or work better.  Then I replaced the floor cut-outs and laid the new laminate floor.  The last few days have been occupying me with cement board backer over the tub area, and new sheet rock.  That brings you up-to-date on the actual work here.

     However, there’s an even bigger story to tell you about what’s been happening around here the last few weeks.  Fall-ish weather has brought cooler nights back, and you know what that means.  Yep.  The critters have returned to Capistrano.  About three weeks ago I noticed a 6” hole in the scuttle-hole screen.  I knew one thing . . . the creature from down under was now down under again.  We started being awakened every night between 2:00 - 6:00 am as the bumping and grinding resumed.  During the few days when the bathroom floor was wide open, I had the door closed for good measure (if you know what I mean).  One night I went in there to check on something, and when I turned the light on – guess who was standing on my ladder?  A great big possum!  Right there . . . inside my house!

     We stared at each other for a few seconds, then I slammed the door shut and ran around in a daze trying to figure out what to do to get him out . . . all-the-while thinking that now I know what made that big hole in the scuttle-hole screen. 
Jeannette and I stared at each other, trying to figure out what to do. Final, I went to the garage and brought back a garden rake (from the Lawn & Garden Department) and a cardboard box (??).  My strategy was to go back in and try to pin him down with the rake, and somehow get him in the box, which I gave to Jeannette to hold, then I would  and carry him out.  I also took a flashlight to try and blind him in a stand still.  All this was for naught as while I was collecting all my possum hunting gear – he went back down under.

     I covered the gaping holes in the floor with various size plywood scraps from the Woodworking Department, closed the door, and called it a night.  The next morning I removed the scuttle-hole barricade altogether so the rhinoceros-sized possum would leave for the day.  He didn’t.  So Jeannette went out and bought us a nice new shiny varmint trapper from Tractor Supply.  I baited it and put it in the opening of the scuttle-hole.  He never came out to dine . . . but the mice had a heyday eating the stinky catfood without tripping the cage door somehow.  This happened again the next night, so on the third day, Jeannette suggested that I set the trap under the house and close the scuttle-hole.  That sounded brilliant, and I did just that.  Meanwhile, the slam bam noises continued every night.

     Finally, one evening after two unsuccessful days and nights, no noises were coming from the underneath trap - no sounds of a caged beast, so I decided to check the trap.  You know, like fishing for a while and pulling up your line to see if the worm was there or not.  I was going to do it in a little bit, but I was busy on the computer in the den.  I heard what sounded like a dripping shower faucet from the second bathroom area, so I got up and started that direction.  As I got close to the door, the dripping sound stopped, so I went back to the den.             

     Minutes later, I heard the dripping sounds again, so I got up again and went to the bathroom.  Turning the light on, guess who was creeping along by the shower?  The rhinoceros possum!  I couldn’t believe my eyes.  The master bath floor was covered with plywood - so how could he get into the house?  I shut the door and went into my “catch the beast routine.”  Barefoot and wearing only plaid Bermuda shorts, I ran to our closet to put on my boots to protect my feet from a possible rhinoceros bite, then ran to my truck to get my heavy-duty work gloves, stopped by the Lawn & Garden Department again for the killer rake - - and I entered into a realm where no man has gone before.

     I closed the bathroom door behind me and found him hiding behind the toilet, so I teased at him with the killer rake a few times to get him out where I could pin him down easier.  It worked.   Someone had posted for our sake that you can grab a possum’s tail and pick them up. (Yuck).  But I did just that . . . while he snarled at me and tried to squirm.  That rascal was heavy, and I slipped quickly outside because I was afraid he would poop all over me or something like that.  It was 10:00 pm and I didn’t want to carry him off right then, so I dropped him into the garbage dumpster.  I put six concrete blocks on the lid so he couldn’t escape.  Six concrete blocks would keep a rhinoceros in that dumpster.

     About that time Jeannette got home again.  She always misses hearing me scream like a girl when I encounter the wild.  I’m a city boy you see.  Animals belong in the wild (or at the zoo) . . . not in town, and certainly not in my house!  She also didn’t get to take a photo of me in my hunting wardrobe either.  After all was over, I realized the dripping sounds were his little paws smacking as he walked across our vinyl laminate floor that goes from our bedroom door, around through the kitchen, and into the hall bathroom.  He was looking for water because he’d been without food and water for days under the house.  His point of entry ended up being through a hole in the floor that the plumber made for the drain pipe under the new bathtub in the master bath.  I couldn’t see it until I got a flashlight underneath and there it was – and wouldn’t you know it – the same size as the hole in the scuttle-hole cover.  It has since been stuffed shut with all kinds of insulation materials and boarded up.

     That was Saturday night Oct. 5, so the next day after church and having guests over for lunch, I pinned him in the bottom of the dumpster with the now famous rake and grabbed his tail again.  (Yuck again).  This time I was able to use the shiny new live trap to drop him into for safe cartage to a remote place down at the park, about two miles away.  Now he’s somebody else’s nuisance at night.
And here it is in pictures.
                                    
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


     Lastly, I permanently covered the outside scuttle-hole with a brand new heavy-duty wire screen.  It’s so strong . . . a rhinoceros couldn’t penetrate it.  J

3 comments:

  1. That must have freaked you out! Well, you could wash all of the ick away by taking a bath in your new tub. That should make you feel squeaky clean after all of this. Anyway, you must be happy that you have a new tub, and that you've managed to rid your house of critters. Take care!

    Levi Eslinger @ Capital Plumbing & Heating

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  2. Goodness! That possum is a gigantic one. Hahaha! Good thing you've finally tackled the issue with its passageway by putting a trap. Anyway, it's great that you've accomplished so much for your bathroom. I just hope that everything is functioning well, especially the pipes and drains. Thanks for sharing that! All the best to you!

    Gordon Patton @ Bison Plumbing

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  3. Woah! That was a big one. I'm sure that possum scared the wits out of you, but good thing it was already caught. Well, I believe pest control will bring great benefit to your house, in order to avoid any lurking creatures to live with you in there. Hahaha! In any way, thanks for sharing that! All the best!

    Debra Owen @ Invader

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