I'm a killah

If you're a softie on vermin dying, stop reading right here.

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Well, I'm elated to report that I trapped 2 rats in the basement on Tuesday. I had noticed some of the insulation falling down and wondered what that was about--until I spotted a long fallen piece near the garage door that had rat poop in it (too big to be mouse poop). I set some snap traps, and ah! victory. I will persevere. There is no food for them to get at (well, the dog food is in Costco laundry detergent barrels that show no rat-chewing marks or holes), so I don't know what they're living on, but they're clearly happy hanging out in my basement. This will stop. (yuck)