The Night of the Creepy Screechy Yippy Noise

It's nearly eleven,  I would really like to go to bed now.  But there's this noise outside.  No clue what it is, but it's high-pitched, somewhat distressed-sounding, and damned unsettling.  It could be a puppy (dog or coyote, late May is late enough for coyote pups, right?) caught in brambles or fallen down a hole.  More likely, it's a screech owl.  I don't know, I'm bad with animal calls even under textbook situations.  All I know is that it's fairly distant, did I mention disturbing?, and it's way too hot  so there's no way I'm going to close my windows just to keep noise out.

The noise stopped while I was writing this.  But now I'm all awake again.  I'd go read in bed (I've just started Pretty Maids All In A Row), but then my lamp will get a swarm of those teeny little fly-thingies around it, and then I'll never get to sleep because there are a bunch of nasty little bitey bugs chewing on me.  Crap.  I didn't want to read fanfic on the computer tonight!
::sulks::