Either way, AAAAAAAAUUUUUGGGGGGG!!!
Let me set the stage. I live in a turn-of-the-last-century townhouse on Capitol Hill in Washington, DC. It’s a basement apartment, the kind that used to be called a “railroad apartment” because the rooms start in the front and proceed in a straight line to the back, with just a narrow hallway running down one side. In my house, the progression happens to be living/dining room, kitchen, bathroom, bedroom #1, and bedroom #2 all the way in the back.
Last night, I was sleeping soundly in bedroom #2. Because the apartment is essentially below ground level, all the windows are about 5 feet off the ground, and my bed is situated under the back window. My son was in with me, as he had been having nightmares and needed some consolation. Man, he was safer where he had been, in his own bedroom-with-no-outside-access!!!
OK, here’s where it gets horrible. At about 1 in the morning, I wake up a bit because the dogs in the neighborhood are barking furiously. I am just barely concious. Suddenly…
THUNK!!!
Something bangs in to the window over my head.
I pull the curtain aside and what do I see? A HUGE, TOOTHY CREATURE with a bald tail, squished between the iron bars on the window and the actual glass. :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek:
I rush my very confused son back to his own bed and have some hare-brained notion that I ought to call animal control, that this THING could break the glass and end up in my bed, that I wonder if pepper spray works on marsupials…and when I got back to the bedroom, it was gone.
Now I’m afraid to go to bed tonight. What was it? Will it happen again? Do I have to move??
Be still my beating heart.
AL