Wednesday, June 22, 2005

A neighbor I refuse to love

The rat is back.

Several people have asked me how I know it is a rat, since I have only heard (and not seen) it. I suppose I watched the Secrets of Nihm and Charlotte's Web too many times. The sound of little rat claws scurrying across the ground seem familiar to me. It's not a cat or a bird or a snake, I know that much. Add to that my logic of what type of animal could get into my ceiling ducts, and I've pretty much narrowed it down.

Well, I guess it could be a ferrett. And I guess he brought a friend, cause I think they're singing to each other and playing tag. No, actually...now it sounds like they found a child's toy and are playing with it while playing tag.

I am NOT in a good mood.