all in all we have very little rat bastard activity at the fort this season. there was the one that henry cornered by the stairs down to the blair witch cellar, and then ‘took care of’ and the only other one i can think of was a few weeks ago.
i was sitting in the super office, paying the bills when i saw a reflection of white and movement my screen. I assumed it was henry coming in for his morning coffee break–which was true, it was just that the had a dead rat in his mouth. he was standing there happy as can be, wagging his tail and shit.
i think i’ve gotten to the point now where a dead rat doesn’t freak my out like it used to–the live ones, yes. but dead i’m actually ok with now. i dont’ go picking them up or anything, but i’ve gotten used to their limp little bodies.
so like a good hunting dog henry dropped his prey and backed up. when i opened the door i tried to keep him from picking the thing up and bringing it in, but wanted him in, so i could get the rat into the garbage, which is sorta ironic, as i’m pretty sure that’s where it wanted to go to start with, but i digress.
like a bad hunting dog, henry picked up the little fucker, and jumped off the landing and sprinted around the yard. often dropping the body and having to circle back to pick it up.
blah, so i finally got it and all was well.
till the other day.
it seems my grand plan of filing in the gap/fenceline with the dirt from the patio project was not a full and complete solution to henry digging to get at nasties that live on the other side of the fence, well really inbetween our fence and the neigbors, in the demilitarized zone. henry, with his keen sense of vermin or whatever smells/hears the bastards and then starts to dig. the newish soil i put there is pretty soft, so he can really get into it and go to town. which is what he’s been doing for the last week or so. 2004 jefke woudl go get more soil, fill the holes and then have to do it all over again. 2006 jefke is cheering henry to get under the fence and kill the fucking rat. which he hasn’t been able to do.
it’s sort of funny though. he’ll put in about and hour on the project
then go and rest for a bit, then come back, pickup where he left off. i know might take a while, but he’ll get his prey. meanwhile my yard is being destroyed.
good times!