So a couple weeks ago, my dad entered a contract with an Amish company to have our decaying roof replaced with a metal roof. How they are doing this is ripping off the decaying roof, replacing it with covering, and then add the metal siding and roof material to it. We are currently in the covering process. I'm not sure what it's made out of; I gotta go talk with Pops about that. Anywhoo, we are in that process right now, while slowly adding in metal siding to the dorm windows.
Right now, there is a clawing at my wall, the one closest to my shower. I had Pops go check it out, and he came to the quick conclusion (after listening to the clawing, scratching, and various movement) that there is definitely something trapped in my roof, preferably a bird or a bat. Before the project started, this area was open, so there were probably nests in there. Apparently, the Amish guys put the covering on and trapped the nest in, so the birdies or batties are trying to get out. Well, they got a fixed time limit, so might wanna hurry that up...I have to sleep in a couple hours.
So..where am I going with this...Oh yeah! I guess you could share your freaky house stories in this thread, that'd be cool and stuff...
Lol we get lots of mosquitoes where I live, so my family has turned into ace sharpshooters, we all have one of those little fly guns, and we just shoot every mosquito we see, the accuracy's amazing.
Lol we get lots of mosquitoes where I live, so my family has turned into ace sharpshooters, we all have one of those little fly guns, and we just shoot every mosquito we see, the accuracy's amazing.
I once have a bird trapped in my house, it entered by an open window, it caused a lot of confusion and disaster, just like half an hour later with caught it.
I've two snake stories, same house, the first takes place inside, the last was outside. My father was just about to turn on the stove and start cooking dinner. I'm behind him at the sink and can see his back out of the corner of my right eye. He starts backing up and I turn to grab his arms as he's about to step on my foot. I start laughing because my father was always a natural comedian until I saw his face. Now I'm concerned that he might be having a heart attack! While he was backing up he was stuttering, "S-s-s-sna-sna-ak-e." My father refused to go near that stove until the day we removed it.
I had just loaded up my son in his car seat, walked around to the driver's side, opening my door as far as I could without hitting the side of the house when I feel something warm slide over my feet. I stand there without saying a word for what seemed like 30 minutes and watch this black snake that's the length of the car turn the corner of the house and continue all the way to the patio. Then, it starts to nose it's way up the side of the house, looking into the sliding glass doors, that were closed. It's tail is still at the corner of the house. It's head is the size of a deck of cards and it's looking for a way into the house!
I start jumping up and down and calling out, "D*mn, what a snake" over and over again while my son is laughing at his crazy mom, doing her snake dance.
Maybe not. Maybe the moose knew your house was made of wood.
The siding of my house is some sort of plastic material. To be honest, I have never tried it, but I doubt it is edible.
@Wajor: I'm always amazed whenever southern people (most of my relatives live in georgia and florida) relate snake stories to me. Where I live, there are no reptiles of any kind, so it kind of freaks me out. And southern people act so nonchalant about it. If a snake as long as my car was within 50 feet of me, I would probably run into my neighbor's house.
My friend once a bird stuck in his garage. It was pretty funny every 5 seconds it would hit his head. Then my friends dad took out a BB gun nobody knew he had and aimed but didn't shoot because it finally got out.
This also happened another time except with a dragon fly.(Don't ask)
well, one time, at my grandma's house (she lives right next door) we were upstairs, me and my cousins, and we were talkin, and laughin, and we heard a creaking sound (we were home alone, so, quite scary) my little cousin made this hilarious face that i will never forget, and locked himself into the bathroom, me and my other cousin went to check it out, and it turned out, it was the door, on hinges that were kinda crooked, but my cousin didnt know that, so, we went down, knocked on the door, coaxed him to come out, and, we told him it was a ghost cow, cuz our grandma's house is on old farmland.... and now, everytime we here a creaking door, we say, '*gasp* THE COW IS BACK!!! :O' lol... oh, and a snake was in my attic. xDD
