I think I might have the flu.
I can’t sleep because I can’t breathe (insert whiny tone here).
All I want to do is sleep.
When I got out of bed a few minutes ago, I saw our furry visitor again.
I think we are sharing living quarters with a rat.
He is either living in my husband’s closet or under the dishwasher.
I’ve seen him dart out of both places.
It may not be a rat.
He is very, very fast.
It might be a vole.
Voles are small rodents that are relatives of lemmings and hamsters, but with a stouter body; a shorter, hairy tail; a slightly rounder head; smaller ears and eyes; and differently formed molars. They are sometimes known as meadow mice or field mice in North America and Australia. Wikipedia
Like I said, he is really, really fast so I couldn’t see any details about his head, much less his molars.
He might not actually be a he. He could be a she. Once again, too fast for that much detail.
I think I would prefer a he. Less chance that one could become many.
I also think that I would prefer to be sharing a home (temporarily) with a vole rather than a rat.
Rat’s have a certain reputation. They always play the villain in children’t movies. You never see a vole cast as a bad guy.
It shouldn’t make a difference either way. They are both rodents.
I’m not that embarrassed to have a critter move into the house. We do live in the country and it’s been cold and wet outside and warm and dry inside.
We’ve also done a ton of yard clean-up over the last few weeks so we could have destroyed his or her home.
That doesn’t mean he shall be allowed to stay.
Just until I don’t have the flu or whatever I have.
And then whatever it is is leaving…