So I had heard there was a rat that had been in the house when I first moved in but heard the housekeeper had put poision down so thought so more about it.
Until...
I came home from dinner with my colleagues and came home and went to my room shutting the door behind me. It was at this point I saw a brown flash across the floor, and the noise. That scurry of claws, that makes your skin crawl.
It was in. my. room.
EUUUUGGHHH!
There it was. Behind the my luggage. My clean clean clothes, tainted by rat. I saw it and it saw me........a stand off ensued.
Who would be the first to move? Why didn't it scurry away back from wence it came? Ohhhhh....I was in the way of the shut door. It needed to made a bid for freedom but had no where to go.
I open the door and it ran out right past my feet. Needless to say the door was almost shut again on it's tail.
This infact gave me some solace, if it had another escape route it would have taken it. The fact that it waited for me to open the door suggests it's the only entry/exit point in the room.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it...anything to sleep at night!
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