The above quote perfectly describes Ratz-putin's activities last night. I thought a beaver had squeezed into my wall, what a racket! And thought for sure he was coming through the drywall any minute. Yesterday afternoon I tried blocking the way Mr. R was using to access the crawl space, thinking he was out. But with all the noise at 1am, he either was able to get in anyway or I locked him in. Something will have to change soon, before Mr. R decides to bring a Mrs. home.
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Tough to figure out where he is coming from huh? I still think you need a cat :)
ReplyDeleteWe think we know where it is getting in. Set a trap but nothing yet. Cat is looking like an attractive option.
ReplyDeleteNo!! A dog! Please? Well, maybe a cat. But I really think we should get a dog. Really.
ReplyDelete-Sophia