I was cooking up some Bruschetta again yesterday night, while grating the cheese, I heard a noise outside.
First thought: Is someone outside?
So I chilled, turned on my almost-deaf ear and listened out for more sounds.
I continued grating my cheese.
Then I heard it again!
This time I took a peek outside and EGADS!
I see two effing rats running around in my yard like kids playing Ice and Water!
Rat #1 was chasing Rat #2 around the yard, squeaking like no tomorrow, rustling leaves and running into things.
I think Rat #1 was raping Rat #2.
HUGE brown rats shacking it up behind the washing machine. What more could you ask for?
Scared shitless la since I was handling food.
My past experiences with rats is:
1. Stepping on a dead rat's tail (with a layer of newspaper between) so my dad could wrap the body.
2. Sitting on a chair in my living room watching TV and out of the blue a rat jumps in through the window and ran behind the TV. I was about 2 effing feet away from it.
3. Seeing a skeleton of a rat (presumably eaten by his peers) with 2inch long incisors, caught in a trap.
I cannot be scared like that anymore. I do not exercise, I have a heart that does not have the ability to go up to 140 bpm!
Back to happy rats.
Their activity lasted pretty long. At least 45 minutes to 1 hour.
I heard one more squeaky sound and took a peek out the window and I saw Rat #1 trotting away.
While they were banging each other, I couldn't help but wonder how am I going to get rid of those rats because I was preparing my Bruschetta for goodness sake!
I can't help thinking that they were about a foot away from where I was standing and they would smell the cheese, bread and whatever with their super sensitive noses and jump me, by jumping in through the window. Again! They're really good jumpers.
I had more cheese, bigger bread slices and more basil leaves this time.
Dinner at Pizzeria Italia Bella or Bella Italia. I forgot the sequence.
Loved their Lemon Tea.