The Princess is outside walking around with the exterminator.
Yep.
Unfortunately, our local raccoons have no manners and are messy eaters with the birdseed they steal from the Princess’s bird feeder.
Did you know that rats like leftover birdseed?
Un-huh.
They do.
And our cat, Boo, has been too occupied with the deer to mess with the baby rats, so we’ve got furry, 4-legged, low-riders scooting around the perimeter of our home and having a grand ole time.
Yuck!
I hate rats. The Princess, on the other hand, loves and respects all life forms, including RATS.
She spent the better part of an afternoon researching and calling various exterminator companies.
I can assure you, the pest control company that she eventually hired was thoroughly vetted to make sure the little buggers wouldn’t suffer any undue stress when they went to rat heaven. They simply eat a special food that they leave for them, and then drift off to sleep, like Snow White.
“Yeah,” he reassured her. “They may get a tad thirsty before they doze off, but that’s about it. It’s pretty painless.”
“Oh,” he continued. And you might have a peculiar odor coming from the house until we come and pick up their remains, but not to worry, it’s just their decaying bodies.”
Swell.
I’m so glad she paid a professional to do this. I was prepared to buy some traps, bait the traps and nail the little buggers. But the Princess, being the Princess, didn’t wanna hurt the little sweethearts.
“After all,” she informed me. “You could end up with bad karma if you kill them inhumanely.”
Un-huh.
To tell you the truth, I wasn’t looking forward to killing them myself, but sometimes a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do. And I certainly was not going to cohabitate with any 4 –legged creatures of the rat family. If you recall, the Princess and I played a version of “Pop goes the weasel” with a rat when we lived in CA. I did not and do not want to do this, again!
No siree, Bob.
I’m glad someone else’s karma is gonna be negatively tweaked, though. I can now go to sleep knowing that my “rat karma” is in tact.
And you, dear People, have a great day and I’ll catch ya next time, looking at life from my shoes.
Life in Lucie's Shoes 
It’s just their decaying bodies–how lovely! Best of luck with that.
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I know, hun?! :>)
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Guilty by association. One time a rat stole a bra from a visitor at my parents house. Did find it till they tore wall out to remodel years later.
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Oh gosh…..
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that was histerical!
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Thanks for stopping by, V. ;>)
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I’ve had the experience twice.1st time, I told the guy after it was caught on a glue trap, along with lizards and Skinks, I said no more! Then 2nd time it was special food, but…………It was a slow, suffering death. 4-5 days to die! So no more of that either. So trap, just killing them quickly is the only way I’ll go from now on. Don’t like it either, but a suffering animal is worse!!! And the worst part of the glue trap was he took it somewhere else and I never found him, so he suffered too!! 😦
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yikes! and i am glad that i am only reading about it and not dealing with it personally. i feel for you and i agree, let the professionals handle it
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I know, huh??? Not something I was looking forward to. Kind of glad she went ahead and hired someone! ;>)
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Poison isn’t too bad. The critters do get thirsty and will generally leave the premises in search of water, which means they die someplace else. Traps will kill them instantly – no lingering. BUT, you (or somebody) have to empty them. That can be icky if you have a tender heart. The one thing I simply CANNOT stand is those glue traps. From where I stand, those should be illegal. Torturing a creature – great or small – is definitely a call for bad karma.
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I agree on the glue traps!!
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Agree. I, too, am not into torturing any creature.
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