We've been hearing some scurrying upstairs. We have space that was referred to as "a room upstairs" that has been turned into a bedroom by Lily. ( There are no windows but there is an emergency exit/fire ladder leading to the garage. It's weird. ) Lily decided a year ago that she needed more privacy and moved out from the bedroom she shared with her sister all of her 11 years, and created a pink haven in the space upstairs. There is still work to be done but it's hers and she's happy. Now, about this scurrying. Some of the space upstairs is, well, I guess you would call it an unfinished attic. (If Rob and I were some amazing DIY-ers I'm sure the upstairs could look amazing but, I'm more of a "Let's watch the DIY Channel" then actually doing the job.) We've heard scurrying last Fall and it's happening again. It's squirrels. Rob checked it out last season and recognized that it was squirrels. He thought the situation