I had a dream last night about an incredibly loud cricket. It churped so loud in my dream that I thought I was going to go insane. I woke up in the middle of the night, and sure enough, there was an incredibly loud cricket chirping by the back door. I mean this sucker was loud. I couldn’t find him, but Zeke was patrolling the back door, and I was certain that if the thing came out from its hiding place, Zeke would take care of him. A few bangs near the door shut the cricket up and I went back to sleep, only to wake up an hour or so later so the chirping again. Don’t their legs ever get tired!? When the sun finally came up, the cricket was quite but man oh man that was one loud cricket!