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I don't know if this qualifies as "b-tier", but I'd really would like a superpower where when hearing a sound I knew exactly what made it.
I live in an old house, in the middle of a forest. Lots of weird noises both inside and outside. Being able to know if a sound I just heard requires my attention (i.e. "is that some animal messing around in my walls, or just the old wood squeaking") would be gold. The amount of times I've gotten out of bed in the middle of the night to investigate something is too damn high. After countless mice, vasps nests, birds, and various mammals deciding to move in with us, my paranoia levels have skyrocketed.
Would also sort out the "is that my kid crying, or just the draft through the vents"-question, as well as "is that normal wood settling noises, or is there more rot I've yet to find and the whole house is collapsing".
I'm happy I'm not alone. Last night something was going through my kitchen. It sounded larger than a mouse and it didn't care about making noise. You know that moment when you're asleep and your body wakes you up slightly cuz something is off. And you're in that low power state thinking about whether you should think or not because it'll wake you up?
Anyway I was so exhausted I thought let it have some fun I just can't care.
There are dozens of us!
I've had the exact same reaction - "whatever it is, as long as it stays out of the bedroom I'll deal with it tomorrow".
My favorite incident here, as a tangent, is when my wife came to me for help while I was doing something in the garden. A large crow was sitting on the kitchen counter. My initial thought was "well there goes my day" as birds tend to be the worst to get out. However, everyone keep saying how smart those birds are so I figured I'd do what I do when half-ferral cats stumble in.
So I walked in, see the crow, the crow sees me, and we kind of just stare at each other. I slowly backed up, went around the house and entered again through the backdoor. I grabbed his attention again before going out once more, and in again through the main door. We stared at each other some more, and then he just lightly jumped across the floor and went out the back door. No frantical flying and crapping everywhere. 10/10 experience as far as birds stuck in the house goes.
It's probably in my imagination, but we shared a moment there. What's not in my imagination though is that afterwards a bunch of crows started hanging around the house. So I started giving them some snacks every once in a while, because why not. Long story long, we have a small murder of crows watching over the property.
The crow whisperer.
A while back my shed suddenly was demolished spontaneously. So I'm running around in full makeup trying to get all the gardening stuff out to put it in my place.
There were some shockingly large spiders there. I'm talking the largest that I've ever seen irl outside a zoo.
Doesn't matter, eggs and all are going inside.
So the other day I woke up and I saw one of those babies right above my head on the wall. I'm like I better get rid of this thing before I give it a name. Scurries off under my bed.
I imagine it's still there but I've made my peace with it.
And as for mice. Honestly I'd build them a little home and give them little sandwiches. In fact I have made little sandwiches for them. The issue is just that they make my kitchen dirty.