I had a rude awakening today: SOMETHING was in my bedroom jumping around and skittering, and it WASN'T the cat. Yes, we have some sort of critter in the bedroom--I'm thinking a chipmunk or squirrel, but I'm not sure. All I know is that it is making an awful lot of noise in there and nothing will be done with it till K gets home after 6:00. Whenever I find out what is in there, I'll update this post. The joys of living in an old house with entry points--that we can't find. :(