So, here I am, trying to sell my house,
showing it everyday and scheduling open house events to get the
most coverage. This is not the time for unwanted guests. It
seems that every time there is any ground work in the
neighborhood rats are displaced into our yards. Murphy’s Law
says that this would be the perfect time for rats to pick my
place… and they have.
Let me back up here a bit. First thing I
noticed was nips and tears in my fish. I thought they were
being harassed by the raccoons again. But somehow it wasn’t the
same. And no fish have become supper as yet, which isn’t at all
like a raccoon family. They always get SOMEthing from the pond
for dinner. My frogs may have disappeared. I really have no
idea what else rats eat.
I looked them up on the internet and
found out they like, of all things, peanut butter. So, I bought
a very small, rat- or squirrel-sized Have-a-heart trap at Home
Depot and have baited it with peanut butter. So far, my dogs
can’t seem to tear themselves away from the trap’s “treats”.
They can’t get it, and it won’t hurt them if they do, but I wish
they’d just cut it out and let the rat try some for a change. I
mean, how will I ever know if the rat can be caught in a trap?
I passed over the sticky traps after seeing “Ben” with his
agility and size. No sticky trap is going to hold this guy. (I
only hope it’s only ONE Ben!) I pray they aren’t like
cockroaches, where if you see one you have thousands…
I was stooped down beside my vortex,
purging it, and the dogs chased one right past my legs. I
thought I’d die. My sister tells me that when the Nassau
Memorial Coliseum was being built our father used to sit by the
dining room window and shoot them out the window as they came
around the corner of the garage. Oh, geesh, that was more than
I needed to know! (My mother knows nothing about that. I asked
Just then, I got a call from my realtor’s
office. A realtor was coming to show the house… My God, what if
a prospective buyer saw this thing? What if the neighbors saw
it and thought it was being attracted to my pond, for some
strange reason? Sure, my landscape is the closest to nature
around here, but I don’t want to be the center of hysterics
around here right now. All we need is a panic… Thanks, Ben!
And thanks, Nassau County for the latest road construction,
around the corner from my house.
Well, I ran back to Home Depot and got some
neat little squares of poison to put in the black vermin box and
set it near the chimney. I’m trying to sell my house with the
pond and I’ve got big black ants, raccoons, opossum, and now,
rats with which to contend. (Am I unwittingly in training for
life in Florida?) And now I have to find out what would happen
to the neighborhood cats if they happen to catch and eat a
poisoned rat, or even if my DOGS should get it… I don’t like
this business and I don’t like bothering the animals in my
yard. This rat is sort of too comfortable around people already
so it’s only a matter of time before he comes out when somebody
is looking at the yard. I hope the construction on Hempstead
Turnpike ends really soon, so we can go back to normal living
again… and maybe even sell my house.
By Carolyn Weise, Ecological