eew eew eew eew...*goosebumps* *heebie-jeebiies* *jitters**
Hmpf!!!!!!
I HATE RATS I HATE RATS I HATE RATS I HATE RATS I HATE RATS AND I JUST HATE RATS!!!
Ugly morons!
These disgusting bodies have created such havoc in my house I feel like purging it with gangajal!
2'o clock at night. I screamed to death. Why? Because I felt somebody pulling my hair. And guess what! the rat is EATING my hair! Hell!!(Thankfully though I woke up early).
I put my new movie DVD into the CPU but it takes unusually long time to read. Why? Because it has been made slippery due to rat shit! SCREW!
My mum cries over the messed up store room. All the crockery packed in boxes has shown up shining because of the obliging teeth of Mr Rat.
My papa takes pain to shift the heavy iron almirah to find his coconut oil bottle whose base is eaten by rat. Thanks to the chilling weather. The remaining oil was all frozen inside the bottle.
Ashu is still repenting his careless habit of throwing his school socks anywhere and almost anywhere (because nobody can guess a specific place) in the house. Mr Rat must have carried them to the remotest remote corners of our house. Poor boy. Now left with only two pairs which do not dry up easily because of the cool weather.
Waaaaaao!!!
What an inexplicable power to this creepy small flesh na? It can make such huge people dance on it's teeth. Truely disgusting! Awful man!
The above incidences are only some to mention.This murky thing has created such extreme catastrophes in my house I don't even feel like thinking about them.
My eyes hurt to even remember those dreadful places it has dwelled in.
But as they say(ehm,..do they really??)..every dreadful story comes to a relieving end, we finally caught this obnoxious creature. Phew!! I myself threw it out of my house to a distant place. Haha..the funniest part was when I sat on the bike. My papa was driving it. The rat was in the cage. And as it came upside toward the hook which I was holding, I would automatically start screaming though I knew it is in the cage! And the ugliest part now.The rat was of pink color. Guess why? Because it had eaten a poly bag full of pink color mum had kept in the store last Holi. And therefore it turned all pinky pinky. It's tail all pink. And when it's two eyes stared at me through the cage I almost died of fear on that bike. Only somehow I managed to not steal a look at it every two seconds and scream on the early morning silent road. Ha! Finally the rat was taken to it's destined place. Papa opened the cage and freed us all of this damned flesh. Feels free again. Feels house again. O! What a pleasure!
