The Boogieman

So I'm home in bed with a migraine, my family at Church. As I lay there contemplating if my head could be removed from body, the migraine taken out and then reattached, I begin to hear noises under the house. These are legitimate noises, not noises from my drug-induced stupor. I contemplate getting up and turning on the alarm, but in my current state I think: Boogieman bring it on!!! I drift off to LaLa Land, I awake and my world is much brighter (I am now actually able to tolerate light)! I am now in that foggy haze that takes over after a migraine (yes, Dad not too much different than my normal state). I stumble down the hallway and then begin to hear actual banging on the air return in the hallway. In true horror film, dumb blonde fashion I open the air return, without a weapon in sight! I was confident it wasn't a person, but thankfully though it wasn't the rat, opossum or other rodent it could have been, it was our darling little bobtail wonder, Murtis!!!