Our Pet Cricket

For the last few weeks we had a pet cricket.  He lived in the wall behind our refrigerator.   There is an opening in the wall for the water hose that goes to the ice maker.  He chirped and chirped and chirped and chirped every night at around 7 and stopped sometime after we'd gone to bed.  It's amazing how we could hear him throughout the entire house.  I don't know if he chirped for us, or if he's looking for a girlfriend, but either way it's really annoying.  It didn't really bother me too much because I can tune him out, but the chirping literally drove Brigham crazy. When Chirpy started singing, Brigham disappeared to our room and shut the door to watch TV.  I didn't think it would last so long, but....it did.  It had been weeks and the little guy had to go.  We read on the internet on how to get ride of our little friend.  So I tried the molasses and water trick to drown the poor guy.  Once I put the bowl of molasses water by the hole we haven't heard him.  Either he knew the molasses trick, he went outside and got eaten by a bird, or he died on his own, we don't care.  As long as the chirping doesn't start again, we're happy!!  

The other night I did smash a big cricket in our kitchen headed toward the refrigerator.  Maybe it was Chirpy coming back from vacay.  I did feel bad about smashing whoever it was, but I don't think Brig would have been able to ever be normal again if the chirping started up again!