Sleepless in Madera

I got all cozy in my bed and stared at the walls for a while as I willed sleep to come, and then I heard a tapping (and not at my back door).

Tap, tap-tap, tap.

The tapping noise sort of sounded familiar.

Tap, tap-tap, tap.

I tried to place it; I thought that it might be a big mean bug running it's stupid little head into the wall over and over again, or then again it could be a mouse in high heels (maybe the kind of heels that Barbie wears?) strutting it's stuff through my house.

Tap, tap-tap, tap.

Or maybe just maybe; and worse of all a rat got one paw in a sticky trap and the goo is still on it little foot, and it sticking to the floor as it walks?

Tap, tap-tap, tap.

The tapping noise got closer and closer.

Tap, tap-tap, tap.

I heard it in the bathroom.

Tap, tap-tap, tap.

Then I heard it enter my room.

Tap, tap-tap, tap.

The tapping noise continued as I lay cringed under my blankets as it circled my bed.

Tap, tap-tap, tap.

Then I heard it go back out again.

Tap, tap-tap, tap.

The tapping slowly diminished and at last it was quiet.

And then as I lay there I thought; what the hell was that?

Then I finally fell asleep at three or so in the morning.

The next day I went into the bathroom, and saw a medium sized moth climb out of a box. It was fluttering it wings like it couldn't believe it was awake.

I said "You!"

"It was you that kept me awake last night!"

Then I squished it!