So. I’ve been hearing interesting noises coming from my attic since moving into my new little house.
Before I moved in, the house was vacant for a number of months, so it wasn’t a big surprise to find the house pretty dirty. My parents and I did the best we could to clean up the place before moving everything in.
And theeeen, I started to hear banging above my head. I had never been in the attic, so I was pretty weirded out. I could hear things being moved, I could hear little thumps, and I could hear pounding.
After a few days of this, my dad put a humane large animal trap up there. I kept hearing noises and was hoping whatever it was up there got trapped, but when dad came to check it a week or so later, nothing was in the trap.
This is the point where I get a little creeped. Whyyy am I hearing noises? Is there a bearded homeless man living in my attic? Is there a ghost? Oh, help.
I decided I either needed and exterminator or a ghostbusters. Duh-duh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh…duh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh, nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh…
“I ain’t afraid’a no ghosts.”
are you in my attic?
The straw that broke the camel’s back (and the reason for my calling the exterminator) was the
poop early birthday present someone left me in my hallway on Tuesday.
not the kind of birthday gift I had in mind…
After looking at the poopies in my hallway yesterday, he told me I must have rats.
After checking out the attic and the holes in my roof leading into the house, he determined that I not only have rats playing my attic, but squirrels, as well.
Yet another reason this girl needs a puppy! 😉 After all the traps around my house/attic right now, I’m willing to bet the squirrels are looking more like this…
you’re gonna wish you never invaded my attic.