I just woke up from the weirdest dream. I was sitting on my knees in the closet and the kittens were playing at my knees and in between my legs but there were two or three new ones that were much smaller. I looked and one of the cats was munching on the head of a smaller one. Turns out that they were little RATS. Then mama rat started biting my feet that were tucked behind me. That’s when I woke up. Damn. I hate rats.

Several years ago we rented this old house that had rats living in the walls. They nested on top of this old breaker box (inside the wall). You could constantly hear them scratching in the walls and on occasion you could see a little tail or two hang down in the cracks over the breaker box.

I have an unhealthy fear of rats now.