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10 years ago
02/23/2011, 07:06 AM
A new house. High winds. Strange sounds issuing from the basement. Recipe for disaster.
When I heard the door to the basement in my new house banging, my first thought was that one of my dogs had been locked downstairs by mistake. But then I realized that all the dogs were upstairs with me. Cue spooky music!
The bumping/banging noise continued, so I came to the only possible conclusion a new homeowner in an area near a woods and a river could come to: A critter had gotten in, somehow, and was running around the TV room.
Squirrel? Raccoon? I called the Varmint Police on the recommendation of a neighbor who had had a raccoon trapped in the attic.
Cheryl showed up an hour later, loaded down with heavy gloves, traps, nets...and her two Jack Russells. She went into the basement alone first. Was down there for half an hour. Found nothing. No droppings, nothing knocked over, nothing chewed. She brought in the dogs, one by one. They could not have been more bored.
It turns out that the door to the basement fits loosely in the frame. There were very high winds. There must have been pressure shifts in the house. There was no critter.
I felt like an idiot, so Cheryl made me feel better by leaving a baited squirrel trap behind and promising to come pick it up in a few days if nothing got trapped in it. We both knew nothing would enter the trap, but it made me feel better.
Brave, courteous, thorough--Cheryl could be a Girl Scout!
If a critter ever DOES get into my house, I know who I'm gonna call! Excellent, compassionate service!