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The racoons have been trapped, and they didn't even dig a hole. Now the insulation project can roll on!
In the very first attempt at insulating this evil crawl space, my mother had bales of straw laid down and spread out on the earthen floor. So, a good ten years later, some racoons spot the escaping heat, check it out, and move in. "Hey, look at this comfy straw!"