So this morning I found a dead rat in my front garden.
not the best thing to take up to. And after a quick look round the house I was able to confirm that it wasn’t from our house, the most likely place being one of out neighbours 2 doors up.
knowing these delightful people have a drug habit and really not looking for any kind of confrontation before I’d even had my morning shite I called the enviro health who will hopefully be out in the next couple of days.
I then sat down to my breakfast after my morning BM and chowed down.
ive got to say, once you get past the fur they are quite tasty...I’m beginning to regret calling enviro health now.
sorry fly out had to sit through one of my dullest postings...but you’ve gotta take the rough with the smooth sometimes.