Just another night in Isolation until I heard a weird noise about 1 am this morning.  I turned off the TV to listen and try to figure it out.

At first I thought it was John and his CPAP making the noise. As I walked into our bedroom, I realized the noise was coming from the attic.  The dog was sitting there staring at the ceiling when I turned on the light.

Being the “helpless” female that I am, I woke John up so he could hear the noise too. I know he couldn’t do anything about it at that time, but I didn’t want to be “alone” if it chewed its way through the ceiling.

It would stop for a few minutes every time John used the broom handle on the ceiling. After about an hour, there was no more noise. We either scared it to death, it left, or it fell asleep. I’m hoping for death!

Our unwanted visitor came back about 6:30 in the same location.  Guess we didn’t scare it to death.  And now I’m tired and cranky!

John went to Home Depot this morning at 7 am to purchase supplies – traps, poison, sticky pads so we can Declutter the UNWANTED Visitor.  All 3 were placed in the attic.  Now we wait.  He said it was obvious something was having fun up there!  No droppings or babies visible thankfully.