Suirrels and birdies and chipmunks (in my walls)... oh my!

[loopy]

There are little animals running around in my walls. No, that's not a metaphor for anything. :) It started with the pitter-patter of little feet in my mother's bedroom. Then just now, walking downstairs, we hear a distinct "Tweet tweet tweet tweet...and so on" in the walls on the landing.

Me: Aw, the poor little thing.
Mom: (looks at me like I'm crazy) Yeah, right. (pounds on wall)

Chirping stops.

Oy. :rolleyes: