Thing in the Attic, Part Two.
Feb. 11th, 2006 05:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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So I come upstairs from a lovely nap, and Lewis is sitting in his room, and he says, 'come in here'. He looks up at me solemnly, with one finger pointed up in what looked to me like a 'wait' position. I waited, patiently, for him to call up whatever marvel onto the computer screen he wanted me to look at, but he simply cast his eyes upwards and so I followed suit. I frowned, puzzled.
"Listen," he said, and I did so, trying to hear the hiss of the snow on the roof over what he was doing with his fingers. Scrape, scrape, tap, tap, and I frowned and looked down at his hand.
Not moving.
I looked back up.
The noise was evocative enough that I promptly went in to check on my rats (worry not,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
amykb, they're safely still in the cage). It's certainly about rat-sized, though. And given previous experience (that would be Thing in the Attic Part One), it's likely a squirrel. And, while it certainly _sounds_ like he's chewing on the house, he's likely got a nut or something.
Lewis is intermittently yelling 'stop' at the ceiling, with predictable results. Given the weather, I'm minded to let the poor guy stay there until the snow stops...as long as he gets back out on his own afterwards.
So I come upstairs from a lovely nap, and Lewis is sitting in his room, and he says, 'come in here'. He looks up at me solemnly, with one finger pointed up in what looked to me like a 'wait' position. I waited, patiently, for him to call up whatever marvel onto the computer screen he wanted me to look at, but he simply cast his eyes upwards and so I followed suit. I frowned, puzzled.
"Listen," he said, and I did so, trying to hear the hiss of the snow on the roof over what he was doing with his fingers. Scrape, scrape, tap, tap, and I frowned and looked down at his hand.
Not moving.
I looked back up.
The noise was evocative enough that I promptly went in to check on my rats (worry not,
amykb, they're safely still in the cage). It's certainly about rat-sized, though. And given previous experience (that would be Thing in the Attic Part One), it's likely a squirrel. And, while it certainly _sounds_ like he's chewing on the house, he's likely got a nut or something.Lewis is intermittently yelling 'stop' at the ceiling, with predictable results. Given the weather, I'm minded to let the poor guy stay there until the snow stops...as long as he gets back out on his own afterwards.
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Date: 2006-02-11 02:43 pm (UTC)Given the weather, I'm minded to let the poor guy stay there until the snow stops...as long as he gets back out on his own afterwards.
And as long as he doesn't bring in his friends and host squirrel dance parties, I guess... :)
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Date: 2006-02-11 02:48 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-02-11 05:52 pm (UTC)Ceiling, OK.
In wall, next to bed, *not* OK.
(Used to be on ground floor, and mice were occasionally known to get into my parents' old house in the fall, through holes under the cement stairs, and into those walls....).
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Date: 2006-02-11 06:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-11 06:55 pm (UTC)