This is what the kitchen sink looks like. Note that the cabinets that were formerly under the sink are now gone. Replaced by a curtain. There is a reason for that.
About two decades ago, I used to have a problem in the kitchen. The cabinet door under the sink would open up, seemingly by itself. The kitchen has old metal cabinets from the 1950s. You have to pull hard on them to get them to open, and they make a loud scraping sound as the hinge turns. Take a listen to the sound in this video of the cabinet that was formerly under the sink and now in storage.
The cabinet would open up at all hours of the day and night, accompanied by the unmistakable scraping sound. It was annoying. Very annoying.
At the time I was the only person living in the house. I had a dog and two cats, but no humans besides myself, so nobody else to open the cabinet and leave it that way. I don't think that mice or rats could have the strength to push the door open, and with the cats in the house they would have only done it once and then be quickly dispatched. Besides that, I could hear it happening, and there was never the dog, the cats, or anything else in the kitchen that could cause the cabinet door to open at that time.
As I mentioned before, it was annoying. Then one night when I should have been sleeping, I hear the unmistakable sound of the cabinet door grinding away again. I made my way into the kitchen and there was the open door. Mocking me.
In a fit of anger, I slammed the door closed, then picked up a 20-pound sack of dog food and dropped it in front of the door to block it from opening. I turned around to leave the kitchen, when I hear the cabinet door open once again behind me, knocking over the bag of dog food.
Panic set in. My heart was in my throat. I ran from the kitchen, out the back door. Slowly my breathing steadies and the shivers of fright going up my spine are replaced by actual shivers because I am standing on the deck, in the dark, in the snow, naked.
I eventually realized the absurdity of my situation and came back into the house. I don't think i slept at all that night.
The cabinet is no longer under the sink. It is now in storage. It never opened again.
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