Lying in bed, Kim turns to me and asks, "Can you hear that?"
Yep I can. Something is rustling, scratching, and moving around in our attic. And in the dead of night it sounds big, like a 200 lb hitman. Its hard to fall asleep with that racket in the roof.
We've never had to deal with this issue before and its not something that happened a lot growing up in Greenbush. Once we had a muskrat find his way in but Terry put a stick in the hole the rodent was using and a couple traps in the basement. I'm not sure I'm looking forward to dealing with a potentially psychotic Squeakers the squirrel in the tight confines of our attic or hall cupboard.
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there was something up there last winter too but I don't think you believed me since I only heard it when you weren't around...now you shall take me seriously :p
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