When nature calls - go to the bathroom!

Years ago when we bought our house, the real estate agent said, 'You don't want THAT house. It's cedar!'

She told us of the nightmares we were likely to face in the coming years but, hey, none of that would happen to OUR house! We were going to be responsible home-owners and keep the darn thing maintained and nightmare free.

Who knew that years of woodpeckers pecking out all the knot holes really would translate into an open invitation to all the damn Palmetto bugs and various other unwelcome creatures?

Well, let me tell you - it does.

It also makes for an interesting bath time when you can hear baby birds screaming to be fed and squirrels scratching around while you soak in the tub with only the Fiberglas separating you from them. Very hard to relax when you're hearing 'scratch, scratch, scratch, chirp, chirp, chirp' the entire time!

Wonder if we could qualify as a wildlife sanctuary? If it would help, I could tell them about the bat that got into the house a few years ago. They're a protected species, right?

I should probably check into that because it doesn't look like the situation is likely to change any time soon.