Raccoon Piss

Last week at this time I was ankle deep in a raccoon mess. Jacque and I had gone down to Rockford to clean out my Dad's old storage locker. When we opened the doors we found that a raccoon had gotten inside and died. Before the poor guy gave up he went on a spree of destruction that ended up with the whole room filled about four inches deep with shredded boxes and raccoon piss. A smell that I won't soon be forgetting. On the plus side we did get the whole room cleaned out and even found some cool stuff. Here are some pictures of the stuff we found.

This is everything that was salvageable from the room.

Crash Canyon and Fireball Island! No way!!!

This we gave to my cousin who is a fire fighter.

OK the Ghostbusters backpack I would totally keep if it wasn't for that smell.