It's 6:47 AM and CLiff is on his way to FL to retrieve some antennae equipment that's still on our property there. He planned on leaving around 4 AM to avoid the miserable Atlanta rush hour traffic. But about 2 AM I awoke to a sudden burst of chirp........chirp.......chirp. Which smoke alarm could it be? He changes the batteries every Christmas. Well, we figured maybe one battery thought it was already Christmas, maybe a spider had built a web in one and messed up the system (it happened in our FL house), or maybe (heaven forbid), the alarm was really alerting us of a carbon monoxide leak somewhere. So we got up, got dressed, stratigically stood where we could detect which one was chirping and plan our course of action. The sound was strongly coming from our closet even though there is no detector in the closet. Anyone who knows Cliff, knows that he has 4 or 5 "back-up" alarm clocks or other mechanical apparatus (apparati????)stored under clothes or tucked away "just in case." By now we're wide awake and Maxine is hiding under the bed because with all this movement, she's positive this is leading to another dreaded trip to Fl in the truck for her. The chirp.....chirp.....chirp continued as Cliff checked under things in the closet when I looked up at the ceiling and found the source of the chirp. The vacuum cleaner quickly removed the little white cricket. Now ...........a cricket in the house is supposed to be good luck......for who...the cricket of the people? Technically, the good luck cricket is still in our house.

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