My Pet... Crickets?

A few weeks ago I awoke, disoriented, to a very strange sensation. It was... something.... something like crawling... but not. I couldn't quite place it, especially in my sleep-induced haze. It took a few seconds of strained concentration for me to figure it out. Something was hopping around on my bed!

With surprising acuity for the middle of the night, I managed to snatch the hopping culprit, in the dark, from the surface of the comforter, roll over, and snap on the light. There in my hand was a dapper little cricket. Unlike the more frequently-seen house or field crickets, this was a type of camel cricket. The little female seemed nonplussed to find herself in my hand, but when I gently set her down on the floor she was none the worse for wear and hopped off to other adventures.

Since that time a whole slew of crickets have moved into the apartment and taken up residence. They spend most of their time in the shower, which doesn't drain properly, or tucked away elsewhere in the bathroom. Occasionally I'll transport them all outside, only to find them back in their respective places the following evening.