One regular morning just a few mornings ago, like any other regular morning I woke up. Except this was not a regular morning, as I heard noises up in the roof. Noises as in “little rodent feet running around the attic” noises.
Yikes. Not good.
So next thing I do is borrow a mousetrap from Mota. Not just a regular mousetrap: A battery powered electronic rat killing machine. You smear peanut butter in the deep end inside, and a hungry unsuspecting rat walks in and gets electrocuted.
I don’t like peanut butter, but I do own a jar which I bought just in case I need it for exactly this eventuality. So far no rats have eaten any of it, only Moi whenever he visits.
I went up to the attic and I set up the trap with fresh new batteries; expecting one of two possible outcomes:
- 1. A dead mouse or rat in it.
- 2. The trap remains untouched.
What I found the next day I did not expect. I did not expect it at all.
Holy cr*p. Needless to say I was freaked out. My mind racing for explanations: Mutant rats. Pinky and the Brain as foes. Someone pulling a prank to get back at me for something I did a long time ago. Ghosts. Marcos is sleepwalking.
To be continued (perhaps)…
Update 11/03/2008: Check out this new mouse trap. This, my friends, is some serious artillery.