Well, this isn't MY disaster but I found the story pretty amusing (since it's not me). My mother was grumpily relating this story to my many giggles. Seems a squirrel has taken up residence in their attic and they were all tucked into bed the other night when they heard scratching. Just as mom was saying "great, another squirrel", they heard something sharply hit wood followed by the sound of something hard rolling across the plywood on the attic floor. Sound of squirrel moving around the attic, then "bump" and the rolling sound again. And again. Finally she gets up, bangs on the access door in the ceiling--silence. She gets back into bed, starts to relax, then "bump" and roll. Banging on the ceiling, repeat the whole sequence. Went on for an hour while this squirrel played with its nut or whatever it had up there. At least her story distracted me from cursing the squirrels digging up my freshly laid mulch.