Driven up the wall by musang

A musang pandan crawling above a door near the writer’s garden in hopes of finding another route to the roof.

A PEACEFUL night’s sleep often eludes me these days. The reason: musang pandan (Asian palm civet), with their scratching and squeaking sounds, have become nightly visitors to my roof.

To make matters worse, they have found a cosy spot in the ceiling right above my bed.