Day 1901 small creature, big noise

27th October 2022

It’s difficult to know where to start because there was a lot going on, most of it not that good.

First we both note a noise we think was coming from the inside of the wall on Wednesday morning. It is typical, there will be creaks and groans from timber frames houses as the humidity changes, but this was a little different.

Not being experienced in strange noises in Michigan homes I needed to think of what I should do, however I got out of bed, got dressed and cleanly forgot about it, big mistake.

Going to bed on Wednesday night we heard it again, it wasn’t constant, but enough for us to lay there waiting for the next one.

Kelli was getting agitated because she knew she couldn’t sleep with any sound at all. She once had to remove the battery from a clock that was on the wall of a guest house we were staying at, so I knew it was bad.

I first went down into the crawl space, which is exactly what I had to do. Like a snake I made my way to the area under our bedroom, but there was no way for any creature to climb up the inside of the wall. Making my way back and out, I needed to try a different tack.

I needed to find out exactly where the sound was coming from, there was no point in hacking away at all our walls without narrowing its location.

I spent an hour or so on my tummy with my head in the corner against the two walls listening intently for any sound.

Then I heard it, I had found the place where the sound was coming from.

I went into the garage to find my plasterboard saw, a square and a pencil then back into the bedroom to start the cutting.

Kelli was still not amused, and decanted herself on the sofa.

I drew a rectangular shape on the wall just above the skirting board and started cutting. I had the area lit by a torch and I made the neatest cut that I could.

I then removed the cut panel and shoved my torch inside to illuminate the inside of the wall.

At first I couldn’t see anything, then I saw the little critter in the corner transfixed by the light from the torch.

“ How do I get it out?” I thought, I rushed back into the kitchen to get a glass jar not thinking that the bugger might jump out of the hole and hide somewhere else. Luckily it was still in the same place, so I lowered the jar into the wall cavity hoping it would run into it, which it did.

I was able to cover the end with a plastic coaster, and removed the jar with the mouse inside.

“What shall I do with it?” I asked Kelli, she didn’t care what I should do.

Then I did what I used to do back home, I took them for a drive in the country and let them loose, and that is exactly what I did.

Dresser in my night shorts, T-shirt and slippers I carried the jar and friend into the truck and set off to rehouse the intruder.

It was three in the morning by now, I was concerned what it might look like if I got stopped by a cop on night duty, I sure they’re is a city ordinance which stipulates what form of clothing should be worn in the early hours.

The rest of the night was hell, Kelli still couldn’t get to sleep even though the noise was no more, and she let me know she wasn’t happy.

I just wished that I could go back into the crawl space to get some peace and quiet.