Operation Relocation: 2.Whats that noise?

After spending the week unpacking and getting settled, we have finally arrived at comfort point. Excited about how everything fits into place and the functionality of our small humble nudist home, there we sat at our new media station (home office) tip taping way at our laptops. As most laptop session go, its the usual... true nudist page check in, facebook, email, thoughts of things to do, etc. From directly behind us out of the kitchen begins a noise. The noise grows from faint to loud causing pause from the "lost in the laptop" position to the "what's that noise." position. This noise, now starting to sound like something crawling in the walls of the kitchen, we then begin to look at each other with the puzzled look that said, "should we check this out ...or RUN?". Ever growing, the noise is so close, so distinct, and so cringing, that it sounds like like a small kitten-sized critter clawing its way out the walls to the kitchen for freedom. We know we should investigate but we are momentarily PARALYZED (probably praying the other of us would get up enough nerver to go look...i know i was). I sheer preparation to run on first notice, the noise starts to calm down followed by a fading humm. The Noise: The next door nieghbor back out of the rock covered golf cart drive way (the noise was coming through the open kitchen window. The Cats trying to claw their way to freedom?: Turned out to be us. Immediately after that situation i made 2 notes to self: 1. must buy more bug spray 2. must look at prices of golf carts its a long way to the trash, pool, restaurant and bar. B. kiwi-williams