Rats and Strep but not Rats with strep.This week has been one tough week. Last weekend we discovered that we have something living in our basement closet. Yuck!!! Gross!!!! Ewwww! So what job did my husband assign me for Monday? Calling the exterminator. Waiting for the exterminator on Monday. Waiting again for the exterminator on Wednesday. And waiting for the guy with the traps on Thursday. And in the mean time Aaron was diagnosed with strep throat and humongous tonsils on Tuesday with him being home Wednesday.
Life has been a creepy crawly ironic week. My bat fearing husband is also a rat fearing man as well. Who would have guessed. He parks his truck in the attached garage and then walks around the house so he won't have to go past the rat.
So who gets to show the basement to the exterminators and who has to explain it all to them? Me.
When Aaron found out we had a rat he was ready to go see. "Show me the rat, Mama. Let me get the rat. I'll get him for you, Mama."
Aren't kids wonderful. Strep throat and all and he's the biggest rat fighter of the bunch. He may still be scared of the dark, but he's ready to go fight the rat.
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Just an update. Jeremy found 3 dead rats in the basement. Evidently the owners of the house we rent had not ceiled of the toliet flange well or well enough and it was open for the rats to go out and get food and then come in the closet to sleep. Now we have a bucket in the way. Gotta love a rental.
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