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Yes, Rats. My neighbor, a rather "unsavory" fellow, the type that cuts his lawn and finds complete vehicles, is moving out...read that "evicted". As a result, during the cleanup, cleaning out the, er, garage, a falling down oversized shed he stored "stuff" in, a pack rat decided to move to a more peaceful location. Yes, lucky me, he is now in my lumber pile, stinking things up something fierce. So, traps are dug out, cleaned, baited, and ready to wreak havoc on the entire rat population that DARES to set foot on my property. I HATE those things. I have a scar on the middle finger of my right hand from a knife fight with one when I was 12 or 13 years old; he was intent on killing the wiring harness in a vehicle, and I was intent on killing him first, with my pocket knife. I won, but not without casualtys to the troop. Hey, c'mon, it has to be "troop", I was by myself, unless you include the dog that was trying for first blood. On the rat, not me. Anyway, I won that war; wish me luck on this one.
Did I mention that I hate rats?
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