One down! Only God knows how many are left though. Its worth waking up at 2 am to dispose of him. Either he or a different one jumped on my face less than 24 hours ago and then scratched my shoulder in a run in yesterday morning. Ezra asked me if I was surprised when it launched out of the wall onto my face when I was trying to evict the little bugger. Maybe just a little! I must have looked pretty natural because he watched it land on me and then hit the floor. He was laughing and so excited he said "Did you hear it squeak when it jumped at you and then again when it hit the floor!?" Maybe a war cry and so begins the war.
