MORE ABOUT RATS

Tuesdays inspection of the loft revealed nothing but a few droppings and a lot of dead flies. Both the owner of the house and my son did a reconnoitre of the space and gave the all clear.

Now call me suspicious it you like but I have to confess that I was by no means reassured by the confident and rather gung-ho behaviour of the menfolk....I know the ways of rats,only too well I fear!

When a rodent of any kind is about to snuff it,it does not choose to do so out in the open,on the contrary,the little blighter’s invariably choose to turn up their toes in some inaccessible crevice, inside the workings of a refrigerator say, or behing a grandfather clock,but always invisible and of course out of reach.

My Granny had a saying “What can't speak can't lie.” I have to tell you that there is no way that such a large number of flies hatched from the tiny body of a field mouse! There is also the matter of the pong,which is admittedly fading as each day passes but which is still far to pungent for my comfort.

Then we come to the clattering about in the roof about my bedroom ceiling, if that amount of noise is being made by a couple of field mice they must be called Fred and Ginger!!!

In short it does not take a great detective to work out that rats are present.

Luckily our troubles may soon be over,now that we are able to enter the loft we can let loose the our cat Twiggy,champion rat catcher of the Home Counties for several years running.

She is cunning,fearless and has the patience to wait ,still and silent until the right moment to pounce. I have seen her in action,she is dynamite! They don't call her Rat's Bane for nothing.

Now the the weather has taken turn for the worse both cats prefer the fire or a cosy armchair to the doubtful pleasures of a chilly garden, now they can take up an indoor sport and the exercise will be good for them, and very bad indeed for the unauthorised personnel.....we hope!