Rats and Other Amusements

The seal-things-up people came by and did an appallingly large number of things to the place. (Appalling just because there was so much that needed doing, that is.) A big hole in the linoleum of the "den" got some stainless steel grate over it. Lots of accesses to the crawlspace got better grates, too. Lots of holes in the drywall of the garage, and places where the drywall failed properly to meet the underside of the roof, got some weird foam sprayed into them. It will cure in 24 hours or so and then we can slice it flush with the wall. This stuff vaguely reminds me of shaving cream: big expanding foamy stuff. Kim said it looked like something you'd squirt into someone's boobs to make them bigger. I had to admit hers was a much more picturesque description!

While she was in the garage pointing this stuff out to me, we heard a sound sort of like cardboard shifting on the opposite side of the garage. Of course it was probably a rat. Those boxes haven't been moved since the Renaissance; they're probably pretty well settled by now. Kim departed the area with impressive alacrity. I went over and kicked the boxes to see if I could scare the rat enough that he'd run out the door. (No luck.) (Kim was mortified.)

I gotta get the casualty numbers from the pest control guys.

NOW what?

ALL right folks, who stole my "Comment on this" link from the previous post?

I swear, LJ hates me. No one else has the stupid reply links. Now I can't get comments at all. Grrr.

[Edit: Well, at least THIS one has it. No, I did not disable comments on the previous entry! Not intentionally.]

[Much Later Edit: HAHAHAHAHA, Joe told me how to access that entry for editing. Comments are enabled again! The missing link is back! I have TRIUMPHED! With a little help from my friends. :-)]