So that’s what we found whilst diving around in my “basement”. Well not that exact nut chaser, but he must be a close relative on his mothers side. They all look alike anyways. I had to go down there to chase out two semi-stray cats that felt the need to make my basement their home for the forseeable future. It would have been a harmonious endeavour, but the fucking cats decided to spray all their pharamones down there, which in turn made everything we have stored down there smell like cat piss. This is unnacceptable, so pops & I went on a little fantastic voyage to the underbelly of our trailer/apt to drive out the infidels. Needless to say, we were successfull, and all is well again in the land of digga.