I have to reluctantly admit, that at the moment ratty is having the last laugh. We think that by putting the piece of wood under the dishwasher we have blocked his exit. Last night, sitting in front of a lovely fire, watching Dancing with the Stars, our little friendly rat was keeping time, doing the cha cha and rhumba around our chairs, no sense of guilt, no sense of shame, but great sense of rythym, whizzing in and out of our line of vision with great skill.
He could also have our family high IQ, a very smart brain, he has avoided the rat bait as if it were poison...lol.
We have tried to buy rat traps at Woollies, KMart, Target, pet shops and other supermarkets, and they are just not available. The baits are available but we need a James Bond trap that is licensed to kill, or at least capture the poor wee thing so Peter can deal to it outside.
We are making a trip to a hardware shop today. Ratty beware, we will have the last laugh.
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