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The landlady asked us this morning if we knew where both cats were, since she could hear something she thought might be bigger than squirrel-sized in the attic. I think it's probably some sort of Master Squirrel, an 'Übereichhörnchen,' if you will, using our attic as a base of operations. Fortunately, the third floor is not part of our domain, so we don't have to hear him ourselves.
Or it could be big rats. There's a part of the basement where it seems an opening in the floor has been covered over; perhaps it's the entrance to a pre-human subterranean temple of some kind. But while the landlady's family has a reputation for eccentricity, there are no local tales of cannibal rites or anything. And the cats don't wig out so much. So I dunno.
But come to think of it, Big One does sit at the door to the forbidden basement and make plaintive sounds quite often...
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The landlady asked us this morning if we knew where both cats were, since she could hear something she thought might be bigger than squirrel-sized in the attic. I think it's probably some sort of Master Squirrel, an 'Übereichhörnchen,' if you will, using our attic as a base of operations. Fortunately, the third floor is not part of our domain, so we don't have to hear him ourselves.
Or it could be big rats. There's a part of the basement where it seems an opening in the floor has been covered over; perhaps it's the entrance to a pre-human subterranean temple of some kind. But while the landlady's family has a reputation for eccentricity, there are no local tales of cannibal rites or anything. And the cats don't wig out so much. So I dunno.
But come to think of it, Big One does sit at the door to the forbidden basement and make plaintive sounds quite often...
