Fire!!! I mean, Squirrel!!!

Scott’s Mom, who lives in the 2nd floor apartment, called us at 9 this morning. The people who live in the 3rd flood apartment smelled smoke, and the Boston Fire Department was on the way. We got dressed and I went upstairs to wait for them. When they came in, I told the fireman that it was on the 3rd floor, and he just looked at me and said "Everybody out". So, we went outside and waited. We waited outside for about an hour, and then the firemen came back out. Then, another fireman popped his head out and 2 more went back inside. After a few more minutes, we were let back inside. This is what happened: When we reported the squirrel problem to Patrick (Scott’s brother and our landlord), he called the realtor who is handling the sale of the house next door. The realtor called the owner and they came over last weekend to clean out the house. While they were there, they turned on the bathroom light in the 2nd floor apartment and left it on. The light had a fan attached to it, and eventually, the motor to that fan burned out and caused a short in the wire, which had started to smoke. This is what the people in our building smelled. The firemen took their axes to the ceiling of the 2nd flood apartment and made quite a mess, from what I understand. Scott and I were hoping the squirrel had bitten through the wires and got electrocuted. But we figure if the squirrel was still in the house, those firemen would have put quite a scare into it!