When I was in high school and during summers home from college, I worked at my hometown public library. This library owned a copy of the lovely Eric Carle book entitled The Very Quiet Cricket. The cricket in that book was anything but quiet. It was supposed to chirp only when the book was held open. However, it chirped constantly. Unless, of course, you found the book, opened it, and slammed it shut really, really hard. It seemed that this job often fell to me. And, it was in fact, rather fun to search out the sound and find the book. (Children's picture books were in bins--supposedly by the first letter of the author's last name. They were often not in the "right" place because kids had rummaged through them.)
I wish this cricket was as easy to silence. I have a cricket chirping in my office. I can find its general vicinity. If I could find it, I'd take it outside. I'd even leave it here...if it would just be quiet! It started late this morning--I decided to leave early for lunch. It has resumed now--guess it's time to leave for today!
If it starts again tomorrow...well, I'm not sure what I'll do. Hopefully it will have found a new home by then.