Last night I really just wanted to go home and mow the back yard but... I had been worrying so much about the slight possibility of a racoon or possum climbing through the vent on one side of my barn (at the roofline) that I spent 2 1/2 hours nailing h/w cloth all along the eve. My blasted heavy duty stapler died on me (from attaching so much h/w cloth to everything) that I had to use a hammer and nails. I was up on my 8 foot ladder, precariously pounding nails till dark. I hit my fingers and thumb more than once yelling loudly into the evening, all the while Hansel and Gretel are as close as they could get just quietly watching and chattering at me. I was dripping sweat, cursing, and the looking at them saying "I'm doing this for you". I think we could all make some serious money by investing in h/w cloth stock!!!!!