As the title says, a squirrel died in my chimney. Basically, there's no cap, screen, etc. on the top of my chimney and one day I came home from a track meet, go downstairs, and I hear some **** clawing around in my laundry room area. So I'm like "the ****"? A couple days go by, still hear it, then one day it stops.

Last week, flies started to show in our laundry room, so I thought okay maybe they're getting in through a window or something. Shut the window, still continues. In the first couple days we must have killed 30 flies. CHARLIE WAS EVERYWHERE. So like last Wednesday I told my sister to go by some god damn fly strips and this is the result from one week:



And pics of the squirrel:


That mother ****er was like a foot long.