Sunday, August 05, 2012
Twice they've ended up in my apartment in the middle of the night. One met its end to our bumbling efforts to catch and release it (according to the internet, this bumbling would've been a crime in the UK). The other remains at-large in the kitchen. The condo president says, "Oh yes, they live in the attic." Great, but we do not live in the attic, and I don't see any visible holes in our ceiling leading to it. So how are these winged rats getting in?
Posted by Miss Self-Important at 6:05 AM