The sounds of the country…the frogs in the pond, the birds chirping, the crickets and the pitter patter of little feet prancing inside the walls of the cabin.
It’s probably a squirrel that was on a family outing in the woods and lost his way into the walls of the cabin. The pitter-pattering sounds like it’s coming from floor level which means the little bugger ate his way through the bottom of every 2 x 4 that holds up the walls and the cabin will eventually collapse.
This is clearly a textbook case of bad parenting and if I knew mom and dad’s names I would report them to the rodent division of DYFS. And when that cabin collapses, mom and dad can expect a letter from our lawyer.