Tuesday, January 29, 2008

It's War...

THIS IS MY (JILL) VERSION OF THE STORY:
I admit it, I am a big chicken when it comes to a lot of things. Especially when it is something that might involve getting my kids to safety in odd circumstances... Where is this going? Well, some things really get my heart pumping and did I have an interesting night last night... Whew!
I have to rewind to about two months ago. The kids were in bed, Ross was studying in the office and I was reading or something. We had had a crazy week (those ones we seem to have, where we go to the ER multiple times and everyone gets sick). I remember thinking, what else could happen right? Well all of a sudden we hear something in the kitchen. It is a scrambling sound in the vent above the stove! Ross and I jump up and run in the kitchen. We agree it definitely sounds like an animal is stuck in there... but have no idea what it could be. I will admit that this little part of the adventure was kind of funny and exciting. Ross went all around investigating and finally he just decided to pull down the vent... out falls this...
Just a harmless little guy, really. So we just chased him out of the house. Not too big of a deal.

Fast forward to a couple weeks later. It is 4 am. Ross and I wake to a very LOUD scratching noise. It sounds like an animal is stuck inside the kids closet. We immediately get the kids into our bedroom, far from the sound and Ross goes investigating again. Well, it wasn't inside their closet, thankfully, but we don't know what it is. We get the pest control people out the next day to check all around the house, set some traps and plan to return the next day. They think it is rats (eew, gross right? yeah, just wait). The pest control people return, nothing is in the traps, they reset them, and leave again... This goes on for weeks. No sign of any animal. Now they think it is probably:

That creepy thing is a possum. Nocturnal, but basically, they don't stay around long and just mind their own business. Okay I tell pest control... I can handle that... They eat plants, no big deal. Oh but don't get too close, horrible fleas! Nevermind what I said, I hate these guys too.

Fast forward to a couple of nights ago. We have a sensor light in our back that just keeps coming on. Ross runs out to investigate and comes face to face with this guy:


Ross doesn't want to get close. But the next day, he finds where he dug into our yard, covers the whole and sets a trap. It doesn't work, he digs another hole.

Now it is last night. Ross is out of town (Of course, right). I get woken up suddenly at 3:30. It sounds like an animal scratching on metal. I get up to investigate, don't hear anything and then.. Thump, thump, thump, and then screaming!!! It sounds like the animal got caught in the trap (probably his tail) and is thumping it around and screaming and hissing. And then the smell comes... the skunk, under our house, spraying his scent, and I am ALL ALONE!!! So my heart is pounding trying to come up with a plan, thinking what I need to do with the kids and who I need to call... ( I almost called many of you). But the noise finally stops and I call Ross. I calm down while talking to him and then see the light go off in the backyard again... Ole skunk made it out safely... I saw him through the window. I couldn't go back to sleep again.

Ross is back. We went to Home Depot for supplies... spray and stuff to cover any possible entrance to the house and supplies for a trap. The crazy thing is, there isn't much the pest people or animal control can do if the traps they set don't work... So here is Ross's plan to catch him coming through the fence...It's war now buddy...


I have to tell ya, even writing this post has given me the eebie jeebies...Little creepy rodent animals and I obviously don't mix. And then after I got the kids to school and went to Barnes and Noble (I didn't feel like going back home) I had an encounter with really gross farting guy!! I should send him out after the skunk!

HERE IS ROSS's VERSION (OH, I have to mention too... Ross doesn't smell anything. Gas leak in the house, doesn't smell it; bad milk? Can't tell; But sit him next to a foreign person or get him within two miles of a skunk and he turns into radar nose):

HMMMM..... Me smell skunk... Me SEE SKUNK.... ME GONNA KILL SKUNK!!!!!!!!!!!

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