Last night I unwittingly locked a rat (or some creature) in the spare room downstairs. I heard some rustling in the kitchen and decided to check it out. Noticing that the door to the room was open, I closed it so that whatever the creature was, it wouldn't go in.
This morning, there were shreds of the door strewn on the outside of the room as though SOMETHING was scratching the door from the inside. We've set the bait and pushed the trap in this morning. Hopefully, we'd get some answers tonight.
In the car:
"I was thinking of throwing the kitten into the room but nah... the rat might be bigger than the cat"
"Yeah, and if there's entrails and blood, who's gonna clean up the place?"
"Oh? Don't cats just twist rats neck and be done with it?"
"Think what? Steven Seagal, is it?
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