I guess at least it's not snakes
We have mice in the apartment. At least, I'm hoping they are mice and not enormous, mutant, flesh-eating rats. Unfortunately, the apartment manager and the pest control guy have decided I am a looney that is just mistaking our hamster's poop for mutant rat poop. Honestly, I think our hamster would have to be a mutant in order to fling his feces from the living room to the dining room but hey, what do I know? I guess next time this happens (i.e. tomorrow morning), I won't spend 10 minutes cleaning up the mutant rat poop and I'll just leave it there for them to find. So sorry to have been so sanitary as to not want mutant rat poop all over the carpet while I'm eating breakfast.
Plus they want me to clean out my backyard. AGAIN. It's not even close to being as cluttered as it used to be and we've never in 3 years had mutant rats (which they deny exist).
I guess I'll go out there tonight to start cleaning it out. I'll just make sure my daughter and I have a plan for what happens if we find mutant rats.
Plus they want me to clean out my backyard. AGAIN. It's not even close to being as cluttered as it used to be and we've never in 3 years had mutant rats (which they deny exist).
I guess I'll go out there tonight to start cleaning it out. I'll just make sure my daughter and I have a plan for what happens if we find mutant rats.