Rustling

One afternoon, as I walked up to my RV parked on the street, I heard an odd noise coming from it — a brief rustling sound. Curious, I walked around the RV, listening. As I came round the back to the passenger side, I heard it again. I opened an access panel for the fridge and found a lot of dry leaves. Hmmm. Some kind of nest? I cleaned the leaves out and climbed the ladder up to the roof to check the roof vent. The rustler had chewed a hole through the plastic big enough to enter! So I went to the hardware store for some steel mesh and screwed that over the whole vent. Let's see the rustler chew through that! (Makes me glad I have a really good squirrel hunter along with me.)