Sunday, January 01, 2006
Breathe. In, and out. Breathe.
We-just-had-a-rat-in-our-kitchen!!! All this time I thought we were fighting mice! Although I did have a sneaking suspicion that it might be something larger with all the cookies taken out of their packages, yug. So I wander into the kitchen tonight thinking I'll get some turkey leftovers, when I am stopped dead in m tracks by the sight of a HUGE rat tail and body under the stove! So I yell "RAT! RAT! RAT!" Zaak heard my cries and came to see what was going on. Turns out the rat hadn't ran when I yelled because we'd been poisoning it slowly and it could hardly move. The poor, pitiful, (gross) creature. So Zaak (brave and valiant) swept the rat into the dustpan and disposed of him. Needless to say I lost my appetite.