My Victory Over the “Picoides Villosus” – the Hairy Woodpecker – and How I Saved My House

It was a Sunday afternoon when the Wife and I rented one of the best movies I have seen in a long time, Woody Allen’s “Midnight in Paris.” Just as Owen Wilson was sitting down with Earnest Hemmingway for a beer, I heard what sounded like a muffled jack hammer on the side of the house. I paused the movie, opened the door to the porch, and carefully crept outside. To my chagrin, a woodpecker...
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