As I arrive home, the cats are still silently holding a vigilant across from the washing machine closet, I almost trip over Baby Kitty in the darken hallway. As I began to feed them, they move to holding vigilant in front of the keyboard stand, not even interested in their food. I'm thinking to myself, I didn't see that mouse run across the floor, they must be imagining a shadow of a mouse ghost long past. And then they check out the space besides the computer and I think, oh no, what did they trap in that tiny space. I look down and poke around and on no, there is this huge squishy thing besides the computer. I wonder damn, what did they trap and what died down there, ick. I manage to fish out the dead squishy thing thinking I'm going to gag when it rises from that deep dark corner on the end of my stick only to discover my beanie baby.
Whew, it really is an imaginary toy they are trying to get to, climbing over my CD boombox and into the depths of the keyboard box and then.........
turtle appears to found it somewhere else, her butt sticking out of the blanket and then.............
I see it. Oh my god, that is not an imaginary toy, that is not a little field mouse, that is a really BIG RAT with a REALLY LONG TAIL. And its tearing across the floor at an ungodly speed trying to get away from turtle. The other cats see it and go chasing after it. I run to the kitchen, thinking what the hell can I catch this thing in, I do not want it in my house, I do not want the carcass in my house and I sure as hell don't want to see them eat it. Nothing, I have no idea what to do except make sure it does not go behind the PC again. I block the way to the PC with a pillows both directions. The rat runs across my feet and I scream, it ducts under the printer stand and shoots across to the art table, behind the drawers and all is quiet. Turtle tries to get to it, gives up and goes back outside. Mouse wanders away too, she's no longer interested.
I don't think so, they brought in, they need to take it out. I move the drawers, i move all obstacles out of the way, call the cats back in and what does the rat do, runs in the opposite direction back towards the desk, climbs over the pillow barricades and back behind the computer. Damn, now I'm going to have to shutdown the computer and pull everything out and as I do, the RAT runs across my hand, another scream and then I'm calm as the RAT tears across the living room floor towards the bedroom.
Damn, I did not want that thing in my bedroom under the bed while I sleep, no way. The cats trapped it behind the laundry basket. I scooped up a box with the intention of scooping it into the box and taking it outside. But it had another ideas. As I move the laundry basket, the Rat when scurrying at top speed towards the bedroom and head into Turtle, it leaped over her and flew out the front door, like a bat out of hell. Oh thank god.
Turtle, Baby Kitty and Mouse have the rat cornered in the bushes, each standing guard and I think the poor little thing is now playing dead hoping and praying that the big mean cats go away. They are each silently standing guard over the ivy looking completely innocent and yet they are on a mission to capture their prize.
As long as it doesn't come back into the house, all is well.
12:10:45 AM 
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