Had some virtual face time with Jim and his cat Emma to check-in after the work week ended.
We’d been batting around a vague idea of hitting up Cedar Point this summer (I’ve never been to this amusement park even though it is in Ohio). Calendars are starting to get dense, so maybe we can’t squeeze it in this year, but no matter — a little touch base goes a long way.
Hopped off the computer to start packing for a trip to New York City — we’d be leaving in the morning.
As bedtime approached, Casey ran downstairs to get clothes out of the dryer and there was an issue…
Let me back up a bit… When the basement flooded this week, we suspect one of the open drains brought in a rat.
Yes. A rat. Into our basement.
It can happen… I suppose… It could have been some other crack in some wall, but we haven’t found any. So we’re going with the story that the rat came in because of the flood.
My first thought upon learning this was to sell the house.
In lieu of that we set out some traps.
Nothing turned up for a few days and our worry was we’d go on this trip and the rat would get trapped and bad things would ensue.
Well on this last night before the trip Casey found the intruder, stuck by their tail on a trap.
A comical scene followed as we scooped it into a plastic bin, got some gloves and drove out a few miles to an empty lot — pulling its tail free from the trap and releasing to a grassy patch.
There are blurry photos, I’ll spare you.
I guess we won’t sell the house anytime soon.
For now.