An unspeakable creature, one of monster descent, that I utterly dislike and, even, ever so slightly fear, and which is utterly disgusting appeared in a lower room just now…
I captured it in a cleaned out cottage cheese tub with a yogurt tub lid, both of which I quickly found in the kitchen cabinets of the shared section of the kitchen.
I set it all outside the back door, and quickly stepped away, leaving it to the wolves (so to speak, anyway, since we don’t exactly have wolves living freely around here).
Now, I am diffusing peppermint oil in my room like no other, because we need to keep my room, especially, clean and free for me – only I, Hannah, live here right now… you get that, World?
Anyway, hopefully the person in charge of managing this sort of thing will act first thing tomorrow morning, after seeing my message tonight… I want this handled, you know?
They just freak me out.
Uuhhhhh… ::shudders subtly yet somewhat violently::
You’re right – you will be okay… you will make it through all of this, and be the better for it, and even more so than you currently can imagine.
You can do it.
And it’s okay to be scared a bit, too, and to cry a lot… totally part of the whole process of turning into the person you want to be. 😉
Peace and Love be unto, from, and within you
Hannah of the future
Itch itch itch itch
Itch itch itch itch
Sure, some raccoons have been ha sled (literally), but the fleas are still around, and I suddenly have a handful of extremely itchy spots…
I guess it was useful that my mother gave me a bottle of ammonia the other day, despite the fact that it was over a week after I didn’t need it anymore… guess I need it now.
Hmm… this really is quite dreadful… what shall I do l, when we can’t treat with a bomb or anything of the sort, due to the nature of the house and what has to happen here regularly – there is no naturally flea bomb yet, is there?!
Just sprays so far, which has certainly done a good job of killing them, but only when I manage to spray them directly.
So much for sleeping soundly anymore – that might have been the best part of the retreat this weekend…(not having to worry about fleas)
R(ac)oonmate Part III
Within just two days of two guys stepping up and volunteering their time and efforts to help where pest control has thus far failed, we have evidence to support my case…
Evidence beyond doubt of a raccoon’s living with me:
Further evidence to support my belief and argument that it had become a family living with me:
Appropriate reaction to evidence:
So, we’ve only one captured so far, but they are so darn cute, these babies!
Almost makes the whole thing immediately forgives me.
(Actually, I’ve already forgiven the raccoon, but maybe don’t tell anyone about that yet…)
There are still more to gather – they ran off to the far side of the house, and then light ran out for the day, so the search had to stop… also, rain is expected, so it might be a bit before the walls can be opened up again (since it is done from the outside of the house).
The saga is coming to a close, but not before we’ll have to deal with a “monster rat” seen under the house today…, so there’s still a bit more to go, in addition to the raccoons.
Hopefully, all goes well, and the critters all move out!
As for now, signing off – goodnight!
Not the messages you want to be sending anyone at three in the morning:
Not great news: 80% certain that there is an animal in the attic right now. I went out front to look on the wall, and saw no creature there (just some old vines). There is a hole in the roof by the porch, though, and I can hear it going crazy right now.
It sounds like it is genuinely destroying boards inside the wall. I hear things falling down the wall.
And yet, I just sent them.
And it is terrifying me just a little bit, because this creature sounds totally capable of breaking through the walls within definitely a few hours…. so I’m nervous to go to sleep, and risk having a creature fully in the house when I awaken with a jolt at its entry.