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No, this really didn't happen at the Schmidt house...

but really could have.

We have to start every meeting at work with a safety story - since our business is a mostly production environment - large grain elevators and soybean crush plants - this would make sense.

Last week one of the guys on my team shared the following story about his buddy - which I can totally imagine would happen at our home.

The story:

My co-worker's buddy's family had a squirrel problem - two took up residence in the family's chimney and with the cold weather the husband decided that something needed to be done about the squatters. So the wife suggested that they call an exterminator to relocate the squirrels. The husband decided that he would be able to handle the situation himself.

So, he decided to smoke out the squirrels.

He started a fire in the fireplace, and waited.

One of the squirrels panicked and rather than going up and out it went down and out - through the fire - and started its tail ablaze (poor squirrel).

Husband panicked and started chasing the flaming squirrel

Squirrel ran to GET OUT of the house and ran to the sliding glass door -

which resulted in the drapes starting on fire.

So there the guy was with burning drapes and burning furry rodent.

He managed to open the door - squirrel went outside and he managed to put the drapes out.

Let's just say the wife was none too happy and reminded the husband that it would have been cheaper to just call the exterminator...

Comments

Karen said…
I was holding my breath through this entire story, because you SO KNOW it could have happened at my house, too.

Except at our houses, little boys would be chasing on-fire squirrels, maybe with fire extinguishers, and maybe being the heroes of the story or maybe making things much, much worse.

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