(Image courtesy of Princess Bride.)I may have a solution to the problem below. I still hear that 30-pound tenant that lives beneath the roof and above my apartment ceiling. It continues to rearrange furniture, chomps noisily and re-does its space in the evening hours. Maybe it is 'borrowing' the socks when I am not looking, since the winter is getting so cold and the heat for its abode is strictly ambient air coming from my space.
Don't laugh Tabor! When we first moved into this house, we found an old mouse-home (for lack of a better word) in a crawlspace above the garage. There were droppings all around it and a neat little 'bed' made from shredded wool and cotton pieces. We wondered where he (the mouse) got those pieces of clothing from. I think now I know! :)
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