In the summer we noticed a very big handsome rat running over the roof tiles. A bit embarrassing really as we were wining and dining our Fifi Lady President at the time, (and David ) outside high up on the wooden terrace. ( Our house is upside down , bedrooms downstairs, kitchen and salon up) Mr Rat must have made friends with our 4 cats and 2 dogs as he became a regular passing dinner guest. When it turned cold we could hear him entertaining in the loft, having a merry old time.
I hate poison especially with so many pets about but other than sticking one of the cats up through the loft entrance , we could not think of another alternative.
Well the poison has worked and fine dining invitations to rats in the area will happen no more. Mr Rat though has had a bit of a last laugh. He has obviously drawn his last breath and died in the stone cavity wall. Tomorrow I go to buy pine scented candles until his body has dried up and nothing but his skeleton remains
Adieu and rest in peace smelly Mr Rat.
So far I have told you about our exploding fosse, now rats, some one else must have tales of horror.
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