I guess our attitude changes, with retirement. No one's paying me to catch rats. I live in the middle of the open countryside. The open countryside's seething with rats.
Am I to wage a rest of my life long crusade against them? Just for shits and giggles? I don't even own the requisite camouflaged jacket and night sighted air rifle.
So, the other day, finding a very fit and healthy young rat in one of my bird traps ~ in mortal terror at my approach; Like they instinctively are .....
I just opened the door and let him bolt back to the hole in the bank side. What else was I mean't to do?
Why???
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