Magic Rat

I'll admit it...I have a rat problem in my house. And while I don't necessarily mind the destruction the rat has done so far (mainly he's eaten a few of Bryan's shirts, once it touches my clothing I'm declaring war) I'm bothered by my dogs' reaction to the rat. On a daily basis I'll see the rat out of the corner of my eye and so will Hannity. His eyes will follow it across the floor as the rat goes to pick a piece of food out of the dogs' bowl. He doesn't care that another animal has stolen his food, in fact I swear I've seen Opie quickly nod her head at the rat as if to say "sup?."

This has to stop. This rat is going down. Our so was my thinking this weekend.

To start off, I stopped by Barker & Meowsky, one of my favorite pet boutiques in Lakeview. While I was there I decided to pick up a tough toy for the pups. I noticed that they had a toy rat so I thought what better way to teach my dogs to kill the rat in the house then to "educate" them with toys. I figured they'd tear the toy apart (just like they always do) and then they'd turn on the rat and destroy that too. No such luck. After the initial excitement of the new toy, both dogs have now made this toy "their baby." They cuddle with it, drag it from room to room and last night Opie slept with it under the covers. It seems my first plan has reversed itself.

Then, Bryan bought super rat traps, like the ones you'd see in cartoons that were made by ACME and they'd be used to catch the roadrunner (beep beep). The first few nights we have set the traps in different places that we know the rat goes and every morning I would wake up chipper thinking "this is gonna be THE day." Nope. I woke up this morning and the rat had eaten all the peanut butter off of the trap without setting it off.

I have now convinced myself that this is some sort of magic voodoo rat that can become invisible and control the minds of my dogs. This is the obviously the only explanation.