Wildlife... and the not so lively wild

CRICKETS! Well, we all know the trials of those little bundles of noise and hop. They aren't loud during the day, but if you happen to wake up at a reasonable time (something I do not always manage) you will find an entire choir (with the exception of Bellaire's bunch who are more like a jazz band) all ready to serenade (or blast) you through your breakfast. One of them (and a very large one at that) has been walking (yes I DO mean walking, have you ever seen a cricket walk? It is a rather sad yet highly amusing sight) around out basement. Which just happens to be where I spend most of my time. Ah, wildlife!Our cat, Biscuit, has gotten serious about catching her own food. Oh, she still shows up outside the back door and yowls for her canned tuna, but in the last several days we have found no less than THREE squirrel tails in out yard. So that is the not so lively wild...