In the spirit of old-style blogging, I'm linking to some previous posts from the past.
Our house was invaded by mysterious intruders. When you were upstairs, it sounded like they were downstairs and vice versa, but there was no trace to be found. It was also no fun waking up in the dead of night and hearing something rummaging inside your house. I called the police on two separate occasions who found nothing. They may have thought I was a crazy woman who was hearing things, but in time, my ears and fears were vindicated. As to the reason why the sound came from below the 2nd floor and above the 1st floor ceiling? Our uninvited guests were between the floors.
Here are links to our little raccoon saga because blogging doesn't always have to be serious.
I never found out how the raccoons escaped, and it remains a mystery to this day. We've moved since then, but it looks like our masked friends may have followed us here…
Stay tuned for hopefully no further furry adventures.
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