This is the rat that ate the malt that lay in the house that Jack built.
Yes, that is a dead rat you are seeing!!!!
AND, it ate a little more than malt.
½ bar laundry soap
1 Mini Hershey bar
He got into a bag of Peanut M&M’s
1 huge hole in the girls’ mosquito net
1 silky pair of pajama bottoms
1 pair of athletic shorts
2 of Caleb’s Bendaroos
He got into a granola bar
He got into my bag of Trail Mix!!!
He got into TWO bags of flour
He gave a Ken doll a lobotomy
2 glitter pens
6 Mini Reese’s
2 raw eggs, rolled to a corner and cracked open (before I found them after too long of time)
A USB computer cord
An ipod charging cord (shredded it)
Cardboard stuffing inside a box
Chewed open a bottle of red ink (it went everywhere)
Chewed open a bottle of black ink (it also went everywhere)
Chewed open and ate half of 2 contractor bags (holding our luggage)
Gnawed on a luggage handle
Ate Minnie Mouse’s ear
Chewed a hole in a stuffed elephant
Pooped on Kylie’s bed and shelves
Pooped and peed all over my pantry, our garage, and the kids’ room
Nested in Kylie’s underwear
Chewed open a water bottle (water went everywhere)
Gnawed on my TUPPERWARE!!! (thank goodness my chocolate chips are safe)
After three weeks of battle, he was found dead in a bag of cushy styrofoam peanuts.
My kids brought back some rat traps with them, and they had only been out TWO days...but they didn't get him.
Someone else in America is sending some glue traps, which I will be diligent to leave in my pantry!
Before any American traps were set, Doug saw bloody footprints on a plastic box in the garage. I guess one of he Ugandan traps I had set three weeks ago, actually went off and nicked him.
No matter. He’s gone, and I’m leaving traps permanently up in strategic areas in case his cousins decide to come in.
For now, the dead rat is out in the burn pile, and my garage and pantry smell like bleach, and I am one happy momma!