The other day I was standing at the sink, doing something I never get tired of doing. No, not washing the dishes, because, really? Who likes to wash dishes? But if I’m going to be washing the dishes, I might as well have something fun, like looking out the window at the critters and birds in my flower garden.
The bunny sure is getting big! He’s so cute.
That pretty yellow flower was probably a weed anyway.
So the other day, I’m standing at the sink, not enjoying washing the dishes, but at least enjoying the view, when I saw a new critter under the bird feeder! I was excited. He is so cute! He’s brownish, with a shortish tail that has a little curl on the end, like maybe it was caught on something. Of course, I had to take his picture, to add to my ever growing critter album.
I think he lives under the giant hostas, because I see him run in there to hide when the guard dogs come outside to take a nap.
I took 3 or 4 hundred pictures of him and hollered to CGMan to come see my new critter! I could tell how excited he was to come over to look, because he gave a big sigh of annoyance excitement as he rose from the La-Z-Boy.
He stood looking out the window, watching me take pictures, and said, “Ummm, that’s a rat”
Without missing a beat, I reminded him that rats can’t be all bad. I mean, look!
CGMan replied “That’s a mouse”
Okay, what about? 
”Yeah, those are mice”
Okay fine, but if rats are so bad, why is this one a gazillionaire?
“Look, that’s a mouse, too.
Rats are not good. Do you really, really, want that rat to get married and have rat babies in our backyard?”
Well, no, not really. But don’t kill it!
Unfortunately for my little rat friend, I’m CGMan is going to have to go to Home Depot to get one of those humane rat trap thingies where the rat goes inside and no one knows what happens to it.
But I’m going to feel really bad if I find out that rat can cook.
