Something Is Harshing My Mellow
Last night I woke up to a strange loud noise. At first I thought it was raining. Then I thought that someone was trying to break into the house. Then I realized that the noise was coming from the wall between my room and the stairway. Apparently there was some kind of critter inside.
I banged on the wall and the noise stopped, then started up again.
I figured I was going to have something dead inside my wall. Nice.
What do you do? It was 5am, so I couldn’t really call anyone. I just got to sit there and listen to a rodent assault my drywall. Or wiring. Or whatever the heck might be behind that wall.
Flushing the toilet caused the noise to stop.
I’m not sure which is worse: thinking that something is going to die inside my walls, or realizing that said critter KNOWS HOW TO ESCAPE AND CAN COME BACK WITH ALL HIS FRIENDS!
Guess who won’t be sleeping too soundly anytime soon?
Advice anyone? Please?
Oh. Guess who slept through the whole episode.
Thanks for the help Cecilia.