Seems Mama squirrel had set up a nest in the four tube flourescent fixture above my reloading bench. I went out there on Wednesday looking for some fencing supplies and found some twigs and such all over the floor of the shop.
Well, sez I, enough is enough... I try to keep a neat shop!

Well... ok, it's a mess, BUT, HEY it's MY mess. So I started in on the cleaning the nest out from on top of the fixture. Hey, it's what they made brooms for, right? Out tumble 5 little squirrels. Oh, boy now am I conflicted, I already tore their house down, now I got 5 little babies trying to crawl around on the floor of the barn, one of which is squalling like it'd just fallen 8 feet! Oh well, might as well sweep up the whole mess. Now they're in the alley of the barn... you ever notice how sounds can echo in such a big space... I look up and what do you know, the 3 mares all have their noses out over their stall doors, wonderin' what all the caterwaulin' is about!
A few strokes in the vicinity of the noise maker later, the din is quieted, and now I must find something to dispose of the evidence with. Have you ever noticed that when you need a shovel at the house, its in the barn? Well, the opposite is also true! So, back to the house I trudge, thinking all the while, "this ain't getting the fence work done!"
So, having fetched the small shovel, I head back to the barn! I needn't have bothered. Although I've never seen but one, and that was just a tabby colored streak, seems the barn cats cleaned up my mess. Well, all but the leaves, string and twigs!
So, I go back to the house, having decided that the fencing tools and equipment has simply disappeared, the wife wants to know, "why ain't you even STARTED on fixing the fences along the road!" Shoulda known better, I'm now the most evil, cruel, unfeeling, godforsaken monster on the face of the earth. Oh well, at least the couch doesn't have cold feet!
So yes, beware of squirrels, they can do irreparable harm to your psyche, not to mention your sleeping quarters!