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So the other night I heard this *noise* when I was sitting down in my office on the first floor. I chose to ignore it because (a) I had never heard it before so I figured, whatever, and just got on with my life, (b) the dogs didn't seem disturbed, and they are disturbed by most things, so if they didn't care, why should I?, and (c) denial ain't just a river in Egypt...
Anyway, let's just say over the course of several days the noise became undeniable. I started thinking it over and frankly if they ever make a move called Dumb, Dumber and Dumbest, I am will be the star. Let me expound:
It occurred to me that the most likely thing is that WHATEVER It IS probably came in when the garage door was open and somehow got into the interior wall from the garage. So I went down to the garage to look for holes, and loe and behold, when I opened the door from the house to the garage, the garage door itself was open. And had been for about four hours at that point. Because I forgot to close it again after bringing The Demon and Oscar in from their noon walk. And let's just say this is not the first time the door has remained open. Not to mention, I always leave it up when I'm out with them, which is typically 30+ mins at a time.
Then I started thinking, hmmm, maybe I should bring the 50 lb bag of dogfood inside so WHATEVER IT IS doesn't any brilliant ideas about having a buffet on me. When I picked up the bag, food leaked out all over the floor from ALL THE HOLES that WHATEVER IT IS has already made so it can get to the smorgasboard of dog food.
And then I SWEAR I heard a rustling sound SOMEWHERE in the garage, and so I came screaming (literally) back inside. I never liked that Lexus anyway. Whoever buys the house can have it. And the Christmas tree. And the antique dresser with the beautiful cut glass knobs. And everything else that's in the garage... because I'm never going out there again.
I called the management office in my complex and the maintenance guy wants to cut a hole in the drywall in my office to get the thing to come out. HELLO DUMBFVCK, I DON'T WANT THE THING TO COME OUT INTO MY OFFICE!!! What would I do then? Show it how to use the fax machine? Find out how many words a minute it can type? Ask it to get me coffee???
They also said they can put poison in the wall, but won't it just die in there? Thanks sounds... um... DISGUSTING and VASTLY UNAPPEALING.
I looked up traps on line, but frankly I don't know what I'm trapping... I HOPE HOPE HOPE (PLEASE GOD!!!) it's only a mouse and not a *R*A*T*, or even a squirrel. But the scratching sounds pretty... *big*... bigger than a mouse, anyway.
And (and I know this seems utterly ridiculous--even to me!) but I am not comfortable with the idea of killing an animal (any animal), but the no-kill traps scare the sh!t out of me because I don't want to have to release WHATEVER IT IS. What if it's MAD? (I would be!) What if it wants to have a *show down*? What if it runs TOWARD me instead of AWAY from me?!?
Help me... WHAT DO I DO NOW?!?
Anyway, let's just say over the course of several days the noise became undeniable. I started thinking it over and frankly if they ever make a move called Dumb, Dumber and Dumbest, I am will be the star. Let me expound:
It occurred to me that the most likely thing is that WHATEVER It IS probably came in when the garage door was open and somehow got into the interior wall from the garage. So I went down to the garage to look for holes, and loe and behold, when I opened the door from the house to the garage, the garage door itself was open. And had been for about four hours at that point. Because I forgot to close it again after bringing The Demon and Oscar in from their noon walk. And let's just say this is not the first time the door has remained open. Not to mention, I always leave it up when I'm out with them, which is typically 30+ mins at a time.
Then I started thinking, hmmm, maybe I should bring the 50 lb bag of dogfood inside so WHATEVER IT IS doesn't any brilliant ideas about having a buffet on me. When I picked up the bag, food leaked out all over the floor from ALL THE HOLES that WHATEVER IT IS has already made so it can get to the smorgasboard of dog food.
And then I SWEAR I heard a rustling sound SOMEWHERE in the garage, and so I came screaming (literally) back inside. I never liked that Lexus anyway. Whoever buys the house can have it. And the Christmas tree. And the antique dresser with the beautiful cut glass knobs. And everything else that's in the garage... because I'm never going out there again.
I called the management office in my complex and the maintenance guy wants to cut a hole in the drywall in my office to get the thing to come out. HELLO DUMBFVCK, I DON'T WANT THE THING TO COME OUT INTO MY OFFICE!!! What would I do then? Show it how to use the fax machine? Find out how many words a minute it can type? Ask it to get me coffee???
They also said they can put poison in the wall, but won't it just die in there? Thanks sounds... um... DISGUSTING and VASTLY UNAPPEALING.
I looked up traps on line, but frankly I don't know what I'm trapping... I HOPE HOPE HOPE (PLEASE GOD!!!) it's only a mouse and not a *R*A*T*, or even a squirrel. But the scratching sounds pretty... *big*... bigger than a mouse, anyway.
And (and I know this seems utterly ridiculous--even to me!) but I am not comfortable with the idea of killing an animal (any animal), but the no-kill traps scare the sh!t out of me because I don't want to have to release WHATEVER IT IS. What if it's MAD? (I would be!) What if it wants to have a *show down*? What if it runs TOWARD me instead of AWAY from me?!?
Help me... WHAT DO I DO NOW?!?