Vindicated.

A couple week ago I was sleeping and I kept waking up a little bit and then would go back to sleep over and over. Finally, I woke up enough to realize I was being awaken by a ridiculously loud cricket. We didn't even have the window open, but even if it was, the chirping was SO loud it was echoing off the walls and driving me to insanity. So, I got out of bed and within three steps, the chirping miraculously stopped. Now I KNEW it was in our room so I flicked on the light expecting to see an ugly, black but right beneath my feet. Nothing except Jake's sleepy, annoyed objections to the light being on.


The next day we ate dinner at my parents on Sunday and I told my story. My parents laughed as Jake told his side of the story and made me sound insane and my story fabricated. That night as we were starting to fall asleep our pet cricket started up again. I was very relieved since Jake's bantering was starting to make even me doubt what happened. So Jake slowly creeped to the other side of the room. He was more sneaky than me since he made it to the light switch without alarming ol' cricky. He flicked it on and cricky tried to make a jump for it but jake gave it the slap down.


See for yourself. He wasn't for cricketish looking so I'm not sure what he is.