mrow?

yammie was mightily confused by my voice, calling out from above.

and attics? scary. thankfully, it was drear and rainy when i went up, searching out rodents foul. it was also before 10 am, so it was nice and cool, not searingly steamy. no rodents to be found, nor easy entrance holes. i'm thinking a humane trap may just do the trick. we're really crossing our fingers here. the other day i hear serious wood gnawing above the kitchen vent; not good!! or perhaps i should just toss yammie up there to hunt the buggers down....