At just after 2.00am this morning Jan and I were awakened by the sound of footsteps walking across the loft above our heads. It sounded to be just two footed, not scurrying, and went from one side of the house to the other. There was then silence. Nothing else, no gnawing, no repeat.
This has gone on for weeks now. We have had mice before and the loft is baited with poison but it is untouched. We have lifted the lagging to see if there is any evidence of an animal but found nothing. The footsteps are loud and sound to be on the plaster board which forms the ceiling of our bedroom. The plaster board is full of fibreglass lagging so we can't see how it is possible. It never lasts for longer than a couple of minutes, normally much less, twenty seconds or so.
Tomorrow, a friend is going to install a camera and recorder to see if we can capture on film what the hell it is. We have traps but I would like to know what we are dealing with before I set them. My best guess is that it may be a large squirrel. A rat isn't big enough in my opinion and the cats decimated the local rat population when we moved in years ago. it was a delight coming down to dead rats on the floor when we got up each morning. It could be a stoat or weasel but the footsteps don't seem to support this.
If I suddenly disappear from Twitter, look out in the press for a family suddenly disappearing and shades of the exorcist. I am only pleased to be quite certain that it is not Albanian immigrants hiding out..
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