Somewhere in the far reaches of my attic is an animal. I have yet to see it, but I can hear it from the inside of my house. It's scratching on the ceiling above us as if to say, "You can't find me." I've gone in the attic without any luck and there are no noticeable signs that anything is living up there. That's a good thing, but it's up there somewhere... and it's driving me crazy. I vow to find this thing and remove it at any cost.
I really hope that my wife doesn't mind. I mean we have to get this animal out somehow.