My little house has nine smoke detectors. Nine. We do not, as recommended, change all the batteries twice a year. In fact, because it is such an ordeal with these 10 ft ceilings, we only change them on an as-needed basis.
I believe this cricket is in my house. It has been chirping since about 6:30 a.m. Every 30 seconds. For 3 hours. The Exterminator is not home, but as soon as he gets here, I'll drag in the ladder and hand him a new 9 volt battery so he can STOP. THAT. NOISE.
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