Intruder

On Halloween night, after the party goers had gone home and we were all tucked snug and warm in our beds, I was awakened by a loud walking noise. It sounded like someone was upstairs. But it was 1 am and everyone had gone home long ago.

I nudged Phil awake (none too gently, I confess) and told him someone was upstairs. I worried about Jordan, he sleeps upstairs alone. But our house alarm had not gone off, so how did someone get in the house?

Phil went upstairs, but didn't see anything. I continued to hear the noise, someone was making a terrible racket. Were they in the attic? There are two ways to get into our attic.

Phil went outside and looked all around the house. I stayed inside, brave and warm, although I did think he was gone just a bit too long on the south side of the house, where I couldn't see him.

He didn't find anything and the noise stopped. We went back to sleep.

The next night I was awakened by pounding right over my head. It sounded like someone was banging the vent pipes. I woke Phil up again and he got the boys up (Jordan had wisely decided to sleep in Ethan's room :0) The boys went up into the attic and there they saw the culprit!A big one. He ran off. The boys couldn't chase him. The next day we set a trap for him. How did a big, fat raccoon get in our attic? No idea whatsoever. But we never did catch him. Somehow he escaped, presumably the same way he came in.

He scared me enough for a while, I can tell ya that. What a scary Halloween surprise.