update on the bloodsucking ferrets
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fearlesstempBecause I know you're all dying to hear.
So! There's this radar-emitting thing that my parents placed in the attic above their bedroom to drive the ferrets away from their bedroom, and it worked well. So well, in fact, that they left that side of the house alone completely and set up shop over my room, complete with strange burrowing and mouth-breathing noises. The ferrets, not my parents, of course.
Today it was decided that Something Must Be Done, namely moving the radar emitting doohicky further into the attic so that it would affect my side of the house too. Good plan, except for the part where someone would have to crawl into and navigate the maze of two-by-fours and pink insulation that is our unfinished attic. My brother chickened out, which caused my mother to shake her head and say, "Come on, we need a man to do it," which is one of the few phrases that will actually spur The Jess into physical action. I think I blacked out, and suddenly I was climbing a rickety wood ladder into the hole in my parents' closet, hauling myself up into the Scary Attic while my mother exclaimed all three syllables my name in a high-pitched wail ("Oh Jessica! Be careful! Don't -- watch -- JIMMY HOLD THE LADDER! Please be careful! I have to go sit in the other room").
And I DID IT! I hung onto roofbeams and hopped around from two-by-four to two-by-four until I got far enough into the attic (with my mother knocking the ceiling of the second floor to let me know where I should head and my brother standing on the ladder behind me hollering directions), set up the radar-emitting thing, and made my way back, ALL WITHOUT INJURING MYSELF. I didn't fall once! I couldn't believe it!
The ferrets (or whatever the critters are) appear to be living under the pink insulation above my room so I couldn't even get a good look at them, which seemed annoying at the time but now I realize is probably a Good Thing because had I spotted the critters and discovered them to be forty-pound carniverous squirrells or something, I doubt I'd ever be able to sleep again. Right now I can keep pretending it was just mice (large, well-fed, mouth-breathing mice, but still mice) and sleep peacefully as long as they're not scurrying around my ceiling while I'm trying to do so.
The last two times I've checked, all has been quiet on the ferret front, which is exciting. It had gotten so that there was constant activity up there. Am hoping they've escaped to the great outdoors and not, God forbid, the Great Bedroom.
And so concludes this chapter of the bloodsucking ferrets saga. Will it be the last? Only time will tell...
So! There's this radar-emitting thing that my parents placed in the attic above their bedroom to drive the ferrets away from their bedroom, and it worked well. So well, in fact, that they left that side of the house alone completely and set up shop over my room, complete with strange burrowing and mouth-breathing noises. The ferrets, not my parents, of course.
Today it was decided that Something Must Be Done, namely moving the radar emitting doohicky further into the attic so that it would affect my side of the house too. Good plan, except for the part where someone would have to crawl into and navigate the maze of two-by-fours and pink insulation that is our unfinished attic. My brother chickened out, which caused my mother to shake her head and say, "Come on, we need a man to do it," which is one of the few phrases that will actually spur The Jess into physical action. I think I blacked out, and suddenly I was climbing a rickety wood ladder into the hole in my parents' closet, hauling myself up into the Scary Attic while my mother exclaimed all three syllables my name in a high-pitched wail ("Oh Jessica! Be careful! Don't -- watch -- JIMMY HOLD THE LADDER! Please be careful! I have to go sit in the other room").
And I DID IT! I hung onto roofbeams and hopped around from two-by-four to two-by-four until I got far enough into the attic (with my mother knocking the ceiling of the second floor to let me know where I should head and my brother standing on the ladder behind me hollering directions), set up the radar-emitting thing, and made my way back, ALL WITHOUT INJURING MYSELF. I didn't fall once! I couldn't believe it!
The ferrets (or whatever the critters are) appear to be living under the pink insulation above my room so I couldn't even get a good look at them, which seemed annoying at the time but now I realize is probably a Good Thing because had I spotted the critters and discovered them to be forty-pound carniverous squirrells or something, I doubt I'd ever be able to sleep again. Right now I can keep pretending it was just mice (large, well-fed, mouth-breathing mice, but still mice) and sleep peacefully as long as they're not scurrying around my ceiling while I'm trying to do so.
The last two times I've checked, all has been quiet on the ferret front, which is exciting. It had gotten so that there was constant activity up there. Am hoping they've escaped to the great outdoors and not, God forbid, the Great Bedroom.
And so concludes this chapter of the bloodsucking ferrets saga. Will it be the last? Only time will tell...
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hahahahahaha!!!!!
Date: 2002-08-13 06:14 am (UTC)Re: hahahahahaha!!!!!
Date: 2002-08-14 09:37 pm (UTC)Also, I agree and think it is probably good that I never laid eyes on the ferrety critters because dude, that would have just been way too scary. :)
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Date: 2002-08-13 06:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-08-14 09:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Please?
:-D
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Date: 2002-08-14 09:39 pm (UTC)Jess