Originally Posted by genejockey

Between having the old, perished insulation (an rat droppings, ew.) removed, and having new insulation blown in, we had an electrician poke around in our attic crawlspace. He apparently told Mrs. GeneJockey our house is 'very well built'. I asked whether it was really OUR attic he was in.

We live in a development built just after the war, typical California postwar ranch house. When we moved in, it had thick carpeting all over. Then the cats we had started a pee battle. After months of desperately trying to wash the smell out of carpets and pads - which doesn't work - Mrs. GeneJockey had had enough. The cats had chosen the foyer as their spot. She pulled up the carpet there. Turns out the place has oak floors through out.