Discus

This is a common Whisky pose, which we call 'discus'. He's settled down for the night and we're all going to sleep much better now that rattus has been evicted.

F woke me up this morning to tell me that the trap had worked. Sure enough, the rat was jumping around the cage and screaming - really screaming. The noise completely spooked the cat, which wouldn't go past it even though I was carrying his breakfast. Once Whisky was safely stowed with his breakfast in the front room, I donned rat-catcher apparatus (oven gloves and a piece of bendy wire), fished up the handle from a millimetre away from the screaming rat's nose, carried the rat outdoors, then fished up the catch to the trap (somewhat shakily - it was a little tricky not to be distracted by the terrified, screeching rodent with sharp teeth), and let the rat run into the distance. I noticed that he'd eaten all the crumble and Turkish Delight chocolate, but not all the bread. So, crumble and chocolate make very good bait for hungry rodents. I won't be trying it out on the guinea pigs, though. Rats are a different genus with bad diets.