Cricket Must Die.

Update! … 10:00 A.M. - the cricket has been ‘taken care of’.
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12:30 A.M. - There’s a stupid cricket in our house - and I think it’s behind the refrigerator and freezer, but I’ll be danged before I let him think he’s won by using up my energy in moving those appliances around to find him.

Oh no.

I’ll rip my ears off first.

(Mr. Cricket - if you’re reading this, PLEASE SHUT UP!)

Wait - he’s stopped.

Nevermind - he started again.

He’s playing with me.

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