Here's an update on my latest uninvited houseguest. The cricket is gone.
Last week, I saw Crash staring at the floor in the hall to my bedroom. The cricket found his way out of hiding and seemed to be heading to my room. That would have been awful. I got a tissue and picked him up and threw him away.
While Crash is more of a lover than a fighter, I'm glad she's at least a pointer. And now, the house is finally quiet, no more chirping