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I live in a shitty ass apartment and was woken up around 7am this morning to what I thought were sounds of someone shoveling snow - but it turns out that it's a wild animal stuck in my oven's fan air duct - I can hear it scratching as I'm typing this - I've already called and left a message for the property management company but they probably won't respond until tomorrow and I'm hoping the animal won't be dead.

I don't know WTF it is - a bird, squirrel, chipmunk, mouse, rat - but I'm not gonna take apart the fan and air duct to find out - and I'm dreading having a maintenance guy or an HVAC tech come do it.

How the fuck does something like this happen? Especially when I'm on the 1st floor.

EDIT: The creature is stuck in the air vent that connects to the little hut that's (sometimes) above stoves - The fan on mine connects to a very small air duct - only big enough for animals mentioned above to get into.

I live in a shitty ass apartment and was woken up around 7am this morning to what I thought were sounds of someone shoveling snow - but it turns out that it's a wild animal stuck in my oven's fan air duct - I can hear it scratching as I'm typing this - I've already called and left a message for the property management company but they probably won't respond until tomorrow and I'm hoping the animal won't be dead. I don't know WTF it is - a bird, squirrel, chipmunk, mouse, rat - but I'm not gonna take apart the fan and air duct to find out - and I'm dreading having a maintenance guy or an HVAC tech come do it. How the fuck does something like this happen? Especially when I'm on the 1st floor. EDIT: The creature is stuck in the air vent that connects to the little hut that's (sometimes) above stoves - The fan on mine connects to a very small air duct - only big enough for animals mentioned above to get into.

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[–] [deleted] • 1 pt

Sure, if you like living in a crypt

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I'm pretty damn sure there are rodent skeletons galore in the walls of my house. I hate the little bastards. Rat poison is regularly replaced in my kitchen cubbyholes. At least once a year I'll smell another dead one in there somewhere. Then the smell goes away after a few days and suddenly the window is filled with fat, slow, retarded flies. They're fat, slow and retarded because they gorged on poisoned rodent meat in the maggot stage. lol You get used to it.