Howling like a dog....Year 2, Day 71

[Marlene Anne Sassaman]

Howling, I say, H O W L I N G. 

This is the first time I have been alone on SPRAY during gusts up to a lot of knots per hour. Like a never ending puff, I just timed the last gust at about 20 seconds. 

What is peculiar is that every night on the port side I hear a scraping noise. Sounds like sawing. I just checked and don't see anilines or other objects scraping. What could it be. A stupid mouse ran inside the boat a few days ago, but there are no droppings or evidence he got into food. All my food is in sealed containers

Weird night. Guess I will stay at the marina til Saturday as the seas will at best be bumpy tomorrow. Wish someone else were here to investigate. What if a mouse is inside the cross beam sawing out a room for his family.

Eeeeeeeekkkkkkkk.