I hear sounds of something in the attic..

**deluxe** · March 10th, 2009

late at night i here things in the attic. A sort of sound that sounds like a mix of the sound preadtor makes and a rattlesnake.

I'm about to lose my wagon in a few seconds............

Just kidding, but has anybody ever had this happen to them before? or similer?

I know its not simon in the acctic because he lives in the basement and only breaks lose and trys to rip my heart out and eat it if i don't feed it whale blubber.

**Haunted** · March 11th, 2009

Could be squirrels or rats. Happened to us last year.

**Todash** · March 11th, 2009

Squirrels. Squirrels in the attic.

<whistles innocently>

**staropeace** · March 11th, 2009

I have very little patience this morning............could it be toys in the attic,mayhaps?

Just joking..............almost.

brownmouse · March 11th, 2009

Squirrels! Those darn creatures! Have I got a story-

A few years back I kept hearing attic noise and , keeping my imagination in check, figured it was squirrels. My husband didn't believe me (he wouldn't hear a buffalo in the china cabinet at night he sleeps so sound) until I showed him one in the act of jumping from a neighbors tree and then disappearing into our roof. And then the quest was on.

He nailed a shingle over the hole in our roof and put out traps full of grapes and nuts in the attic to catch 'em- the 'have a heart' type-see we had good intentions! And everyday - a few times a day actually- he would check the cages . It became a routine. "Time to check the cages" - he would climb into our blown insulation attic and come out shaking his head(and leaving a cloud of fluff about him). The nuts and grapes- always gone- the trap- unset, empty; the noise louder and louder. ( It had lots of energy now. I don't think the squirrel (it was but one squirrel) had ever eaten so well as when it was in our attic). And the little guy (or gal as we found out later) was getting brave- really brave. See the attic door was a poor fit for the entrance and one could see into the attic at its trim- or out of it -as the case may be. Our little squirrely friend decided it wanted to see the hand who was feeding him (I guess) because it started poking it's little nose through the slats watching us. It became quite the voyeur! I would be standing in front of our hall mirror checking myself out when I would look up (at the door- directly over my head) and see this pointy nose and beady (and yes, they are beady) eyes watching me. It was creepy- not at all cute.

It also found a hole in our ceiling where a ceiling hook had been (the last reminder of an IV bag hung for a cat during his final moments-but that is another story). It was a sizable hole because my husband and I are not very good at hanging things (I'd say a good inch across). Ms. Squirrel enjoyed sticking her nose through it - I do believe she found it humorous to tease my husband about her unending presence and his inability to catch her. She taunted him every morning as he drank his coffee. Really! Or perhaps she was just trying to send him a thank-you for the many wonderful meals of grapes, dried cherries and nuts that he kept providing for her in the nice little metal box (that never closed!). It finally got to him, my husband that is. Every night hearing the celebrations of a , now quite large, rodent- every morning seeing its twitchy nose mocking him (or thanking him- hard to tell with squirrels)- it broke him. And he retaliated. He found a wire hanger -straightened it- and stuck it up the ceiling hole and , with the anger of a beaten man, he swung the newly made weapon around and around- and he got a response! Ms. Squirrel did not like this intrusion! Not one bit and she let him know! She screeched and hissed and ran all around that attic (he never did land a blow- which wasn't his intention- he just wanted to scare the darn thing). And, let me tell you, squirrels have some good vocal chords on them! I never knew. It is sort of a deep guttural 'ehhhh, ehhhh'. Very weird. And , thus, a new routine began. It was now "Time to f*** with the squirrel"- every morning , as he drank his coffee. And I would be lying if I said he didn't start to enjoy the new ritual. But it all ended when finally the trap slammed shut on our attic friend. We figured out that nuts and grapes were too easily removed before the weight sensored trap could react so we put down a nice layer of peanut butter under the grapes and, behold, our , by now, quite confident squirrel, was caught within the hour. Now what?!?!
My poor husband had no idea what to do with this angry creature. And , honestly, they both looked sad that the game had ended. It was decided that he would drive to a local park and set the girl free. I stayed home with our very excited daughter who was all for nominating it as a family pet (we had recently lost our cat...) while he drove with it, next to him, in the Nissan. I guess parting was sweet sorrow as the thing wouldn't get out of the cage and he had to give it a pretty good shake ( I picture a tearful farewell: "Just go, you , you- darn rodent. Go! The attic is no place for you! We just don't belong together! It had to end sometime...."- something like that) And here the story should end. And for the really delicate lot it really should.

brownmouse · March 11th, 2009

here goes:

**hipmamajen** · March 11th, 2009

Ugh, Brownmouse, how awful!

Deluxe, I don't know what's in your attic, but I suggest you follow horror movie rules until you find out. Don't split up, don't go anywhere dark and DEFINITELY don't have sex with anyone, those couples always get ganked first!

**Ubasti** · March 11th, 2009

I'd say rats. We had rats in our attic ... over my room conveniently. They would wake me up in the middle of the night. It could be squirells too though ... or possum ... or raccoons ... bats maybe?