I found Josh sitting on the floor, computer on his lap, the horizontal door leading to the unfinished attic lying wide open. My cat was pacing back and forth, not allowed to enter the attic for reasons we couldn’t really identify. The attic was strewn with pulled out insulation, rat turds lining the floor. Josh was trying some camera software and it was failing. A few days later he found a way to set it all up: the twinkling light of our old touch lamp illuminated the attic with a soft light, cheese littered the attic floor, and the the rat cam sat poised and ready to record. You could check the rat cam at any time during the day via internet. Then Josh figured out how to make the camera take a picture whenever it sensed movement. It’s an old house, and the camera went off fairly frequently with the ebbs and floes of the creaky attic. Almost a week went by and the camera remained empty of action.

Until a few days ago:
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And most incriminate:
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Bam. Multiple pictures of rats scampering around, running up the sides of the wall, eating food, and probably defecating. My Mom saw these pictures and commented on the really nice restaurant atmosphere of the attic: chandelier lighting, food, the only thing missing was some soft music. Now it ends…now we know there are indeed rats (not squirrels or any other live animal) and their cute little lives must tragically end. That’s right…now that we’ve gained their trust, it’s time to switch on the Rat Zapper.

Arrivederci, mio piccolo ratto amico…
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