My wife has been complaining that her car smelled like a barn. I was like, ok, whatever, because her car is, well, lets just say she has a teenager motif thing going on there.
So she buys an air filter for the cabin ventilation, and of course, needs the man of the house to install it for her. So I get the glove box out, find the filter housing, open it up, start pulling out the filter. It didn't want to come. Work it a little more, and finally it gives. Was really, really dirty. With an indentation in it, almost like a mouse was sleeping on it. Wait, what? Gimme that flashlight..... oh crap!
Damn mice had nested all through the dashboard ventilation system. Took me 20-30 minutes to clean out all the debris they had squirreled away in there. I was actually impressed by the trade craft!
So its all clean now, new filter installed, I guess we're going to have to scour Craigs list for a really small cat.
How about y'all, got any cool war stories about your battles with the small furry militia?
So she buys an air filter for the cabin ventilation, and of course, needs the man of the house to install it for her. So I get the glove box out, find the filter housing, open it up, start pulling out the filter. It didn't want to come. Work it a little more, and finally it gives. Was really, really dirty. With an indentation in it, almost like a mouse was sleeping on it. Wait, what? Gimme that flashlight..... oh crap!
Damn mice had nested all through the dashboard ventilation system. Took me 20-30 minutes to clean out all the debris they had squirreled away in there. I was actually impressed by the trade craft!
So its all clean now, new filter installed, I guess we're going to have to scour Craigs list for a really small cat.
How about y'all, got any cool war stories about your battles with the small furry militia?