For those with a squeamish disposition please don’t read this blog!
I wondered how long it would be before I had to introduce you to the other furry friends that live with us on the allotment and today is the day. Any allotment holder and chicken keeper will tell you that rats are a real problem. Most of the time you catch the odd glimpse as they run away from the chicken feeder or out of the compost heap, but occassionally you have to face one head on. Today as I came out of the chicken run I noticed Lottie crouched in that tell tale position that cats have ready to pounce on something, then out of the gloom came a very drowsy rat. It was clearly not well and staggered towards me. We do put rat poison down when we notice an increase in the rat population and had started about a month ago after watching them running about in the chicken run one evening and finding them in the shed. It was likely that this one had eaten some and the only thing you can do in these circustances is put the poor thing out of it’s misery so out came the spade and I’ll leave the rest to your imagination. Not really something I relish doing at 7o’clock in the morning and left me feeling just a little queezy as I headed home for a day at work.