We denizens of the southwest often refer to ourselves as "Desert Rats." I didn't think much about that until this week, when I had to park my Explorer down the street because our homeowners association was resurfacing our streets.
The next morning I walked down to my car (parked next to an unimproved lot opening on to the desert,) opened the door, and turned the key.
Thump! Rattle! Shake! It seemed like the entire dashboard was vibrating. I turned off the AC, and the vibration stopped. Not good.
I rolled down the windows and went to my first appointment.
It turned out that a pack rat had decided to nest in my engine. Somehow, it had made its way into the duct work of the heater/air conditioner.
It had gotten trapped in the "squirrel cage," the air handler that moves the air. When I turned on the car, his goose was cooked.
24 hours elapsed before I could get to my friend, mechanic, and client Jim Canifax of Auto World of Tucson.
Jim's concern, as he took apart the motor and air handler under the dash, was "What sort of critter is trapped in there?"
He's removed live snakes from similar situations. Rattlesnakes!
Fortunately, this was just one dead pack rat. And oowwh, did it stink!
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