Monday night I came home from Lauren’s dress-rehersal and for the second time in a month my house was cold and the thermostat seemed to do nothing that correlated with the furnace turning on.
So, I called the gas company (we have a furnace service plan with them) and they sent out a guy…at 11pm, which is pretty cool.
Last time there was something wrong with the blower motor.
This time, the “reset switch” in the vent that goes up the old chimney to exhaust smoke had been tripped.
What was it tripped by….I’m sure you can guess from the title. A Gi-mongous squirrel who had done something to the cap on the vent to get in, and dive-bomb attack my heater from the roof to the basement, in an effort to freeze me out of my house.
He gave his life in this attempt.
We must fear the persistant way in which this militant squirrel army while sacrifice their lives for their ideological cause to drive humanity from this planet.
They are out for blood, they won’t back down, and some people think they are cute.
Could there be anything more dangerous.
Rally to Minneapolis braincell, we need a strategy on how to hold this front of the war, since they have obviously chosen here as a place to finally attack us directly.
Gregly says
Okay, it’s a very weird coincidence that both of our furnaces would fail within the space of five days. We actually had our furnace fail last year due to a bird lodged in the exhaust, so it isn’t only squirrels we must fear.
Here’s the weird thing, though — when the service guy came out to fix our furnace exhaust duct this time, he said the cap on our chimney looks perfect. So how did that bird get in last year? The only thing we can figure is that it actually died in there before the cap had been put in place (we’re talking over five years ago, since I’ve never touched it myself) and then stayed lodged in the vent until finally falling down one year.