I live a block away from a major intersection. So in addition to the restaurants and transit stops near-by (where people dump food scraps), the chicken coop has lured some rats recently. My less squeamish roommates have been killing them left and right… by which I mean the cat, and my roommate Joel, who pierces them with a pitchfork. um, yeah.
I can’t say I hate it. I want these little bastards to eff off! I like the competition. A few times the cat has brought the rat inside, and I’ve had to remove it myself. Which, as an adult, I should deal with. Still wanted to puke everywhere,