Transcript:
The Ice Maker Empties.
WHIRR...CREAK...CRASH! rattle,rattle...
That *@#%$! Squirrel Is In The Attic, Again!
BONK! SCURRY SCURRY SCURRY FLOP!
Ludwig Does His Business.
SCRATCH SCRATCH SCRITCH SCRITCH SCRATCH.
SQUEAK.
Janis: What was that?!
Reminds me of when I was living in Hong Kong. I was very used to traffic noises, but the first time I slept out in a village in a friend’s house, the dogs and roosters woke me up early.