The tail was probably 10 inches long. It just moved slowly around the inside perimeter of the shed. I decided to stick to the middle. The second guest I didn't actually see, but he left evidence of his presence.
Perhaps the greatest part of this story, and by greatest I mean most terrible, is that on the way down to the shed I was pushing the lawnmower (it wasn't running), talking on the phone and holding the key get to the shed. About half way I hear a tiny "clink" and suddenly I'm only holding the phone and lawnmower. I have dropped the small brass key, somewhere in the grass.
Can you see it? Yeah, neither could I. It took me five minutes, but I was able to find the thing and discover my new friends. Lesson learned: keep the key in the pocket until actually standing at lock.
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