sweating

Bronson and I started on two successive days. When we started the pile of crap out the back door was frightening, aged and out of control. It was his task one day to clean it up and dang if he didn't do a great job. He said there was a layer of rat crap under the dumpter about an inch thick.

 

Ew. You could even smell it over all the essential oils out back.

Done