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Remember my post about the critters in ma attic?

I was hearing serious noises upstairs in my new house. I thought I had a raccoon, a ghost, or a not-so-friendly homeless man wreaking havoc above my head.

Thank you, Mr. Exterminator, for changing the population to (hopefully) 0.

my squirrely friend is quickly regretting his decision to shack up with me.

His triumphant finds? One dead rat (the trap got him, R.I.P.), and one pesky little squirrel. These guys are to blame for the noises I've been hearing in the morning, afternoon, and in the middle of the night.

It's good to know I'm not going crazy, right?

Now I can watch Criminal Minds before bed without the freak outs over a possible serial killer in my attic. I'm a newbie to this show, and I can't get enough of the millions of reruns.

Speaking of addicting TV shows, is anybody else getting a kick out of Brad Womack's return to The Bachelor? My mom watched his previous season, and I only saw the very end, but I'm already tired of the declarations of how he has changed, etc. We get it, Brad, and good luck with those crazy pizza-breath nutjobs. I think I'd take the real live vampire first.

Brad wants his own man version of Twilight.

I wanna know what ya'll think!

Critters In Mah Attic

As a lot of you know, 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.

empty, empty trap. nobody in my attic likes the apple with peanut butter as much as I do?

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.

Glorious.

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.

go get'cha own house, suckaaa

Yet another reason this girl needs a puppy! ;) After all the traps around my house/attic right now, I', willing to bet the squirrels are looking more like this...

you're gonna wish you never invaded my attic.