Tonya and PQBON's WebLog
Some of you may have heard that we had a rat in garage. It attacked our food stuffs and destroyed an isulated lunch box that must have smelled of the food that once leaked in it. It also left rat crap everywhere. The rat won round 1. You may want to stop here if you are against killing vermin.
Round 2: The rat traps part 1 (Sunday night). After removing all food from the garage we bought some old fashoned rat traps. You know just like old fashioned mouse traps but MUCH bigger. Tonya and I were eating dinner with my sister when we heard a loud thunk. We both assumed that cat had knocked something to the floor and neither wanted to know just yet, what it was. After dinner we were both walking to the garage to let my sister out. As we got to the door it occured to both of us, that nothing was out of place and we hadn't heard Zoe scramble for a hiding place. (She hides if she knocks something over.) In unison we both realized that we had heard a rat trap in the garage. I went out to check it out. We in deed had the signs of a rat. We had cleanly taken off the foreleg of a large rodent. This convinced me that this wan't a family of field mice. It was definatly a rat or something similar in size. I disposed of the leg and reset the trap with more peanut butter. Round 1 winner: Will
Round 3: Last night while Tonya dozed on my chest and I watch modern marvels (Edwards Air Force Base) on the history channel with Zoe cuddled between us. I heard it again. The loud banging wap of the rat trap going off. I was wondering if I was going to find a no armed rat hiding on the garage in the morning, as I wasn't going to get dressed to check it out at that moment. It seems this time. The rat didn't try to use its arms (I couldn't see if it had all of them this morning when I checked the trap) but instead dove in head first with the expected results of a rat putting its head in a rat trap. Mr. Sniffles is dead. Tonight, I have the joy of disposing of Mr. Sniffles and deploying the remaing traps for better coverage. Round 3 goes to Will.
We still haven't determined if Mr. Sniffles is alone but due to the second round wounding we had a blood trail to follow. We now know where the rats are coming and going from.
So it turns out that there are at least two Mr. Sniffles. The one that lost the leg and the one that got gacked by the trap... In the extended is a picture of Mr. Sniffles.
