I’ve spent the last two or three (there was a third, I just don’t know if we had days in between) days being awoken by something that sounded like scratching trying to get into our bedroom closet. At first I thought it was trying to get out of the closet, but it’s definitely not in the house yet. Each night, it gets a little more brave and harder to chase away. Last night, at 4:30 am, I was awoken by the scratching. I got up and walked over to the door and started banging, no change. Then I started banging hard on the wall and Zoya started to talk in her sleep, calling out in response to the banging, “Come in, come in, come in, come in.” I would have laughed if I hadn’t had visions of being attached by an animal.
Pest control comes tomorrow. I was doing ok, until I started googling and found these photos. I think we will sleep in another room tonight. It’s definitely too big to be mice. I’d hope for a raccoon, but thank heavens I haven’t heard any growls!!!! At least it doesn’t slither. Nightmare!
This is so not my favorite part about being a widow. I’d like to be cozy in my bed letting him protect me. Ugh! Why do I have to be the adult?
God Provides for Us 
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