The Return Of Mr. Jingles

Well, of course, it's not him. He's quite dead as you know. But one of his brethren is currently trying to hold out against our cold snap and is living in my walls.

That's right...I got mouse problems again.

I knew I would. In addition to the assumed gap in the soffit on the "alley" side of the house, there's a big ol' missing piece of fascia on the right front corner. It's just a wide open door for all sorts of crawly critters.

So now I sit here all alone in the creepy middle of the night...and there is definitely the sound of something going "bump". And "scratch".

I guess it's time to get some traps out again.

And sharpen my forks.