“IF YOU HEAR something, call us,” this expert likes to tell me.

And boy, did I ever.

Of course, the typical male response goes like this: “I don’t see or hear anything.” “And even if I did, you’re much bigger than it. There’s nothing to fear.”

I’m a lot bigger than a scorpion, too, but I don’t want that kind of creature crawling up my leg.

It’s springtime, and May is a very busy month of the year for pest control experts here in the Nashua area. The warm weather is like a rallying cry for all critters big and small to proudly come out of the woodwork and take over your lawns and homes and cause pest problems and pest infestations.

For those of you who read along, you may recall the time a sparrow made its way into one of my closets after finding entry through an old, broken louvered vent on the side of my home. Then, there was the infiltration of ladybugs arriving through my bathroom window.

There has also been a cricket that spent about 72 hours in my den loudly calling for a mate, some spiders, and so forth.

Critter Control of New Hampshire has been to my home once again, and this time, manager Jesse Fraser, says it’s a house mouse or (mice) that have gained attic access into my Cape-style home through a couple of vulnerable spots like a gap in my home’s siding.

Hearing annoying sounds in the walls and attic in the middle of the night have freaked me out. Thankfully, I have not seen a mouse anywhere inside. I went online to search for what mouse poop looks like, so I keep hunting for any signs,

How pathetic am I?

I admit I suffer from musophobia or fear of mice. I know at least some of you have this same fear. I also don’t want anything with wings in my living quarters.

So the crew is coming to put the pest control system into effect and then later to seal up my entire exterior home at the ground level, which includes “siding corners, siding gaps, foundation gaps, garage trim to foundation/slab gaps, utility lines (water, electrical, HVAC lines or conduit), step gaps, etc.”

You can laugh, but I’m not taking any more chances.

In the meantime, there’s a woodchuck living at my neighbor Scott’s yard, and I caught the furry critter digging holes in his backyard. The hungry creature also trips my motion sensors nightly as it waddles into my backyard for midnight nibbling. If this little guy or gal ruins my favorite peony bushes, well...

The Old Farmer’s Almanac calls woodchucks “binge eaters” that can destroy a lush garden within minutes. And if you don’t have any veggie plants growing, they will go for blossoms, twigs, bark and bugs. In addition, these hungry animals possess “large, competent, chisel-like teeth.”

Lovely.

The Almanac has methods to control the woodchuck issue, and here’s a strange one:

“Sprinkle blood meal, ground black pepper, dried blood, or talcum powder around the perimeter of your garden. You can try using hair clippings as well.” That sounds like a recipe for the witches’ cauldron in Shakespeare’s Macbeth.

As long as the woodchuck stays out of my home and leaves my flowerbeds alone, we can find common ground, so to speak.

Ms. Stylianos is a Nashua native. Her column is published weekly. She can be reached at jtania512@gmail.com.