“Dad, I just saw a rat in the attic. We better not tell mom.”
Good advice. I baited a trap with peanut butter to dispatch the rodent to a better place.
Apparently, rats don’t care for peanut butter, so I switched to the old standby—stinky cheese. By this time I had noticed tell-tale signs indicating that more than one rat inhabited my attic. Cottonseed-sized droppings were scattered over several boxes, including those holding Christmas decorations....More