They're not exactly from outer space, but we definitely have visitors.
And not the invited kind, either.
Although I am intrigued by them when they visit my husband's workshop, I am NOT, I repeat NOT as casual about when they visit MY workshop. As in kitchen, folks.
Yesterday we found, er, evidence of their presence in the silverware drawers.
I didn't waste any time picking up some wack-em-dead traps. As my sister recently discovered, it is much more humane, and even a little satisfying, to kill them quickly instead of torturing the little boogers. They like peanut butter, so it makes a great bait.
I got home, set the traps carefully in drawers I knew they had recently visited, and before I was even in bed, I had caught two.