Sleeping with the Enemy

(From Whitney)

I received a phone call from a young woman, probably in her 30s, who was having difficulty with an animal in the actual living space of her house. She stated that she had something that would come up into her bed at night. She could feel it moving around the mattress. She also said that she would also see an animal go across her bedroom floor and into the bathroom. She said the animal would mess with the purses that hung on the bathroom door. She sounded pretty legit and like she was really having a problem we could assess until…

She stated that she had a previous company, an actual competitor of ours, who came out to her house for an initial evaluation. She said that she was concerned about having our company come out because of the way the previous company had dealt with the situation. She told me that the owner of the other company had gone out to her house and after evaluating her bedroom he walked out in a red speedo. She said that she had to make him leave her house because she was worried that her boyfriend would come home and be jealous of this guy standing in her house in a red speedo. Please know that the man who is the owner of this other company resembles a lumberjack. He’s not a small guy, has a long beard and is probably in his late 40s or early 50s. There is no way this guy walked around her house in a red speedo!

Since the woman was willing to spend the money to have our company come into her house, I figured I would send our owner out to do the job. I warned him to leave his clothes on and be prepared for this lady to be a little out of it. He went into the house, saw college degrees hanging on the wall from very high standing schools and was confident that she was sane. He said that he really found no entry points and found no droppings so he wasn’t really sure there was an animal in the house. He set traps to ease her mind and said to call him if she had anything in a trap or anymore activity. She called him and swore there was something in the mattress. She swore up and down that the animal would tap on her shoulder in her sleep. She said that sometimes she would feel like it was even massaging her back. She made our owner go back to her house and lay on her mattress, with the lights out, to prove there was something there. As uncomfortable as it was, he did that and still there was nothing.

A month or so later we got a call from a furniture store here in town asking about the inspection. The woman had called the store claiming that the store had put an animal inside her mattress. Miraculously, this animal had survived the entire time in there!