Poopsie revealed

It really happened. We bought a poopsie house. It's teenie. It's in the middle of Capitol Hill. I will have to live here forever 'cause its probably the only house I'll almost be able to afford.
The joys of homeowner ship have presented themselves in all sorts of great ways in the one week we've lived here.
The other night we woke up to the sound of chewing. Yes, chewing. It was so loud, it sounded like it was coming from underneath us. Inside the floor of the loft. Yippy! We bought some electronic mouse away gizmo and so far, no more chewing......