There’s A Rat In My Kitchen What Am I Gonna Do?¶
Something has eaten the plastic lid on the mustard powder.
Something has been in the plain flour.
More flour spillage.
Has something pissed on my pasta?
Hello, what are you?
This should not be in my kitchen.
Not part of my weekly shop at Morrisons.
The food pictures are evidence from almost 2 months ago. Since that time there has been no more evidence of rodent food consumption. This week there was a smell in the kitchen that I assumed was the bin. Emptying the bin didn’t shift the smell but I was preoccupied by an plague of flies that were seemingly entering by the window vents. After dispatching with 10 of the winged tormentors I set about an in depth search for the continuing smell. It was at this point I discovered a rodent in the food preparation area and was unsure about how to proceed. If only there were some kind of song for situations like this. So I present Gaddafi- the Rat. Why did I name it Gaddafi? Well much like the Libyan dictator there is a mystery surrounding its death and do I care as it’s the outcome that matters most.
The puzzle is why did it settle on that location as its final resting place? It’s a rather exposed position when the alternate option would have been behind the fridge or washing machine. I didn’t set any traps nor use any rodent bait/poison. There was a dusting of ant powder about but that was mainly for controlling that invasion from the summer months. So how did it get in? Another mystery, perhaps from behind the sink, something that will not be known for sure until a new kitchen is fitted.
What will I find in my kitchen next? After invading ants, flies and a rat I am worried about the increasing size of the invasion force. Maybe an angry cat, a curious fox or a misplaced bison will be next. I will be keeping my kitchen door firmly shut and in future only entering with suitable armament.