For the past few nights, we’ve been hearing sounds in the ceiling. Something was taking slow, fairly heavy steps up there into the wee and not-so-wee hours of the morning. I decided it was probably a possum–a nocturnal creature who sometimes takes shelter in attics and basements.
This morning, i dreamt i was bidding a possum farewell from our front door. When i woke, the man from a pest control service came over to have a look around. He didn’t see anything in the attic–not even turds. Tonight, the sounds are gone.