The Rattie Diaries

And now they’ve really gone too far. 

For months now, Tabitha’s bedroom has been geared around the rats.  We have dim, rat friendly lighting in there.  There is half an apple tree which can in no way be construed as beneficial to Tabby.  And a whole plethora of shoeboxes and stuff, likewise not intended for human use. 

But what do the little blighters do? 

Did I mention that they like to shred carpet? 

I couldn’t understand where the piles of… um, pile, were coming from; none of the previously damaged areas  seemed to be increasing in size. Finally I thought to check under the wardrobe…  Arrgh!  Not good.

Added to the carnage in her underwear drawer, the carpet was the last straw.  Rats!  Consider yourselves barred!

There aren’t many places left where they haven’t been banned, so it’s the kitchen now.  And the stairs.

We wouldn’t have minded about Tabby’s carpet, it wasn’t that great anyway, but here’s the thing.  We recently installed a high sleeper bed in her room.  It took all day to put together, and you can’t shift it without heavy lifting gear.  The only way we could physically replace her carpet would be if the rats ate the bed too.  Come to think of it, they have made a start…