When we finish a project we often hire an independent home inspection to see if we have missed anything. This allows us to offer the best quality home to our potential buyers. We feel it is important to have these inspections, so we can fix anything that we may have missed before we list the house on the market.
One day we had a most unusual inspector ….here’s the story!
We arrived early to begin staging a home when we noticed a very faint sound but couldn’t quite determine where it was coming from. We had been informed an inspector would be there today – so we thought maybe he was there outside or under the house or on the roof or somewhere. Looking outside we didn’t see any vehicle and the sound faded away. We decided it must have been something outside. So off we went to bring in the furniture and various staging items.
After a while we heard the sound again and this time determined it was coming from under the kitchen cabinet. We opened the door only to find a squirrel sitting there looking back at us as if to say “yeah, everything is fine here. I checked the crawl space, the kitchen cabinets, the roof and gutters and even the attic. I did find a few crumbs in one cabinet, but I took care of that for you” and off he was racing through the house with us in hot pursuit.
He was so fast we couldn’t keep up with his zigging and zagging and we soon lost track of where he had gone. Was he done inspecting or off to another part of the house to check on things? We didn’t know! So not being able to find him we returned to our job and just kept an eye out for him. I must say if you ever have to bet on speed of squirrel vs racehorse, go with squirrel! Hours passed, and we had no idea where he was nor how he had gotten into the house.
We were almost done that day when I was getting ready to put a curtain up over the patio door (where earlier I had installed a curtain rod) and there he was, just sitting on that rod watching me! I had to laugh as I never seen him until that moment and he was just watching me work before taking off again. But this time he ran into the bathroom with me coming right behind and slamming the door.
Well how smart was that? Here I am in the bathroom with Mr. Inspector who jumped up on the sink and stopped to look at me. He was breathing hard and I think a bit worn out from the day’s activities. What was I to do? I suddenly realized I could open the window, take out the screen and hopefully he would see his escape route.
But would he go there, or would he jump on me? Was I in danger?! Maybe I shouldn’t be in the room! Then I saw the empty wastebasket. I picked it up while eyeing Mr. Squirrel and dropped it over him, then took a magazine and slipped it under the wastebasket and quickly scooted him off the sink and over to the now open window as fast as I could. Mr. Squirrel fell out of the wastebasket, onto the sill, and made his escape, looking back at me saying “Geeeze I was just inspecting the house, I might want to move into one day!”