Jenna and ‘Becca, the Rat Killers

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Jenna and ‘Becca, the Rat Killers

Shabbat morning arrives with misty rains and grey skies. Interesting night last night. Went to bed before Snookums and woke to her yell of disgust from the bathroom … apparently a young roof-rat found its way into the bathroom.

As the official pest control department in this household, it was my duty to drag my sleepy body out of bed and deal with a healthy young rat. I called for Tic to come and help me, but he was confused by my invitation and sat on the bed looking at me quizzically.

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The Rat Team

But it was Jenna, the bathroom escort, that came to my aid. She cornered the rat, then expertly backed off a small amount to give it an escape route, and when he took it, she had him. *chomp! *shake! Then she released him to see if he was still alive … he was, so another comp and shake finished the job.

About that time, ‘Becca da Beagle arrived, and picked him up and carried him out.  Good thing, because once he was dispatched, Jenna had no further interest in him.  ‘Becca took him out to the living room, and poked and prodded him to make sure he was lifeless, but I really didn’t want to watch a Beagle dine on a rat, so into the dustpan, out the back door, and a long pitch over the fence where the wildlife could enjoy a meal.

I am sure glad for the dogs … if I didn’t have them, my 12 gauge would have been the chosen method of dispatching a rat.  It’s real hard on the house, though.

This morning, Jenna kept trying to kiss my face, and was confused when I drew back. I knew where that mouth had been … *shudder!

Things return to normal quickly, however.  I forgot to buy potatoes, so I made poached eggs on toast and turkey link sausage this morning. Canned pears for the juice. My culinary friends probably quiver in horror over using ersatz ingredients, but I just wasn’t up to growing my own pears and slaughtering my own turkeys.

Later this week will entail a close inspection of the bathroom to see how a rat got in …

So it is back to the studio. Praise music is on the puck for the day, and to keep the bird happy.

Good morning!

 

 

 

7 thoughts on “Jenna and ‘Becca, the Rat Killers

    Lia Storm said:
    February 9, 2019 at 12:36 pm

    Oh my gosh I would have freaked out if a rat got in my house!!! I am terrified of mice and rats. I will have to tell my rat stories. Luckily I have never seen a rat in this house here, but in South Carolina it was another story. Hey you gave me an idea on something to write later today 🙂 Thank you!

      Rusty Armor responded:
      February 9, 2019 at 12:39 pm

      Always happy to be an inspiration! 😉

        Lia Storm said:
        February 9, 2019 at 1:15 pm

        Hey I need all the inspiration I can get these days, even if it is about rats 🙂

    rivergirl1211 said:
    February 10, 2019 at 8:16 am

    A roof rat? Is that a Texas thing…
    Either way, well done doggies!

      Rusty Armor responded:
      February 10, 2019 at 8:57 am

      Roof rats are smaller and lighter colored than the Norway rat. They are good climbers and are called roof rats because they get into ceilings and upper stories.

        rivergirl1211 said:
        February 10, 2019 at 10:19 am

        Ah… that makes sense. We have an abundance of pesky and destructive field mice, but no rats.
        That I know of!!!

    Boo said:
    February 11, 2019 at 1:02 pm

    I loves my rat killer.

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