Rats on a Motherfucking Staircase
Last night Christopher set the rat trap and the mouse trap he got at the hardware store. I stopped drinking water at 10:30pm, so I wouldn't have to get up in the middle of the night (I know, I've contributed heavily to the Shock and Awe campaign here).
This morning I found a note on the kitchen table which said, in part, that the rat was injured but not dead, that I should definitely wear shoes at all times, and that C was calling the landlord ASAP. When I got to work, Christopher and I had the following email exchange.
-----Original Message-----So, yeah. He called the exterminator but the earliest appointment we could get is tomorrow afternoon. We're going to set the traps again tonight, and also rig this, which Kriston tipped us to in the comments from the last post, in case the rat is too smart to fall for the trap again. Even if we catch him, though, we're not canceling the appointment. Sick.
Sent: Wednesday, August 09, 2006 10:34 AM
So, do tell. Do we have an amputee rat now?
Sent: Wednesday, August 09, 2006 10:41 AM
I don't know that we cleanly severed a limb or anything, but we definitely injured the bugger. Joe saw it on the stairs this morning when he walked out of my room. He said it hobbled away slowly. Unfortunately, he was so freaked that he came back into the bedroom and closed the door instead of following it. In the kitchen, the trap was lying face down on the floor and there was blood on the floor and counter.
Joe and I searched for the rat for about 20 minutes, but couldn't find him. I don't know if he finally decided to flee the house and just hide somewhere. In either case, I locked Chase in my room so he wouldn’t get bitten. I called [the landlord], and she called back and left me a message to call this exterminator.
Sent: Wednesday, August 09, 2006 10:42 AM
HE SAW IT ON THE STAIRS???