"I think there are birds in the laundry room". That's how it started. And the whistling and fluttering of wings was so loud that for a second I thought she was right. As it turns out, they weren't in the laundry room itself... they were in the vents. Building a nest. Yep. The dryer vent. And the upstairs bathroom vent. And probably scoping out the other two vents for some friends they know. But as of last week, these little buggers are going to have to find someplace else to freeload.
With homeownership, there's always something.
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