When a rodent bit her husband in the foot, Jayne Dowle realized that she had a problem.
The first time I heard a chattering noise behind the Rangemaster, I put it to cool in the oven after a particularly vigorous baking session. I accused the squirrels of shredding paper and blamed the hot water pipes for the noise from the kitchen ceiling. I even told a friend, alarmed by the noise of scratches on the bell, that the jackdaws often fought in the fireplace. In the worst case, I thought there might be some mice.
Until I discovered my unwanted guests, I was in a state of denial. Rats? No way. However, it was difficult to ignore the problem when one, hidden in my husband's boot, bit him on the foot. A few days later, the cat killed another; a rattle of chairs, …
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