Friday, April 8, 2011

Mr Goliath Rataphant pays us a visit!

My friends and I were all talking the other day about how its that time of the year again. Mice and rat presents being brought in by your loveable but annoying cats.

Well we have lately found deposited under the table, the odd whole mouse, decapitated mouse, or just a few guts or just a tail left. My cats im sure have a very warped sense of humor! Well the rat of all rats has just been presented. My bloody cat has just brought in a rat the size of an elephant, i kid you not!!!  deposited it in the hall and it took off into daughters bedroom (which just happened to be the most messiest house on the planet, well picked Mr rat!) 

So i armed myself with the washing basket as no other container would hold this rataphant ( yes the rat really was that big!) and then put my big girls pants on (cause hubby wasn't at home). I gingerly removed items from said messy floor and there it was! Mr Goliath rat..it looked dead so I thought..cool...but it was playing possum...I screamed like a little girl as it high tailed it off under daughters bed , over mountains of clothes and then out into the hallway again. Luckily i had closed all doors in the hallway. 

It really was a comedy act, two cats, a dog, a mad woman wielding a washing basket in hot pursuit of said rataphant and a daughter not knowing where to go. Well it got trapped in the corner with two cats & dog eyeing it up ready to pounce..so i swooped before they could...how the hell i got it i will never know.!! But then what the hell do i do with it now.!!  I yelled at daughter to get cats and dog out and then slowly slid the washing basket with rataphant in it, down the hall way. Thank god we have polished floors in the hallway.

The bloody thing then was trying to gnaw its way out..and trying to bite my fingers!! So quick haste daughter opened the front door and i did a great scoop the rat up and then throw rat and basket out of the door action, followed bya  swift slam of the door!

Phew, I then had to go and change my soiled big girls pants and pour myself  a whiskey or two or three. That cat had better not go and find Mr rataphant again or there will be consequences to rat and said cat!  You have been warned!

Honestly i have never seen a rat that big, being on a farm we do get the bigger varieties than out city cousins but boy oh boy that one was a mutant!