There's Something in the Ceiling

fureverywhere

fureverywhere

beloved friend who will always be with us in spiri
Location
Northern NJ, USA
Oy, that it's always something. Above the kitchen sink there is a section of ceiling missing. Big leak from the upstairs bathroom one time. It's patched up enough to be solid but still not a complete ceiling. A few minutes ago there was something up there skittering inside. Too much skittering and weight for a mouse.

I can only hope "it" leaves the way it came in. We have no animal control and I don't have the heart to kill anything. Remembering that the cats and Sophie have no such reservations. So it would be a wild creature in pieces to clean up. I still haven't recovered from that groundhog<<<shudder>>>
 

There was a period when every time I'd go into the laundry room (for the apartments) there was a stray cat sitting on one of the washers just staring at the control panel. When that same washer quit working I called my W/D repair guy. Turns out there was a mouse in it. It built itself a nice little nest from the paper labels and wiring furnished by the washer manufacturer.
 
Sounds like maybe a squirrel. Can you leave a radio on in that room? I read somewhere that sound keeps them away. I hope it isn't raccoons, which I had in my attic when I had a house.
 

Well the TV is always on in the next room so maybe that will do the trick? Our mouse problem is a joke. Six fat cats...okay Boo and Levon not so fat. One dog with a wicked prey drive and one who doesn't care. Several years ago my daughter spilled rat food. Seeds and assorted goodies, into a thick carpet. Since then evidence of mousies and the odd one running from time to time.

I mean if you were a mouse where would you set up housekeeping? In a house full of the fragrance of natural predators, why of course...
 
Used to have rats playing in the attic space (millions of them in Melbourne), but possum man got rid of them permanently.
Now, if you are unlucky you could have one or two possums jumping up and down in the ceiling.
Daughter sure was spooked by little possum eyes watching her through a grate.
Possums are protected. They can not be killed, but must be caught and taken away in a crate.
You can temporarily frighten rats and possums away by thumping the ceiling with a broom or similar!
 
There's a critter in the ceiling
And it's chattering and squealing
And it's scaring all the crap
Out of poor Fur

But she's got a couple kitties
Who will tear that thing to bitties
While the puppies sit there
All mellow and pure.
 
We had a house on 5 acres in the woods, and the bottom-floor bedroom had a ceiling of those lightweight foam panels.

One night soon after we moved in we were rolling around in bed when we heard:

*skitter-skitter-skitter*

We stopped our exercise and listened:

*skitter-skitter-skitter*

Cat jumped up on bed and stared at the ceiling.

Ceiling tile began to bulge. We rolled out of bed just before it rained mousies on Cat.

He was ecstatic. He hadn't anticipated snacks that late at night.
 
I haven't heard it for awhile...thanks Philly, as always your verse is amusing. But hum, if something dies in a crawl space it reeks for months. Something appears alive, smaller than a bread box and it belongs to Levon...rather quick and bloodless. Bigger than that and Sophie and her big choppers...yuck, you clean up and don't look too close.
 
ah you know Gawd? Is hearing growling and shrill squealing from the back yard. And a creature with paws out-raised. There is no animal control so you have to dispose of the body. In a township garbage can...bastards deserve. Maybe a thirty pound ground hog and Callie had welts. Sophie did the fatal bite, he was just in the way.
 
I was at work one day and heard a scream from the next room. Ran in there and discovered someone had discovered a baby bat in the copier. We found out that bats were getting in through a vent and nesting in the (whatever the heck you call the space between the real ceiling and the drop ceiling). The baby had apparently fallen through a shifted acoustical tile and had landed on the copier and had worked its way into the works. So, yes, we DID have bats in our belfry.
 
Butterfly said:
Phil, if that had happened to me, I probably would have up and died from being so grossed out! Raining mice from the ceiling-- GAWD!!
Click to expand...


Well, you can imagine what Cat was singing ...

It's raining mice, Hallelujah, it's raining mice, amen
It's raining mice, Hallelujah, it's raining mice, amen
It's raining, it's raining, oh it's mousey
 
Phil, I don't think poetry is your forte, so Maya has nothing to worry about, if she is still alive...
 
flat,800x800,075,f.jpg
 
One of my ickier mouse stories...I'm fine with rodents alive. I've even been known to catch mice and let them loose a distance from the house. But one day I had new sneakers and left them at the bottom of the stairs to wear the next day. My daughter would sometimes drop small toys in my boots and shoes as a private joke. I put on one sneaker then the other but it fit oddly...and it wasn't a toy...eeeep it took like four machine washes to get the smell out:p
 
You must log in or register to reply here.

Back
Top