guzzo
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As a few would remember recently I was savaged without warning by a female rat that had just had a litter.
Some on this site advised me that the anti human trait in rats may be hereditary so I slew the beast and fed it to the largest of my Darwin’s.
But I still had the babies to contend with…all but one of the litter had been fed to my snakes and the one that remained was a female that was the spitting image of its late mother.
Well my nice female has since had another litter that are now all weaners and running everywhere and when I was distracted cleaning the cage the unthinkable happened…….the lone female from the Man Eating mother escaped and was now bolting flat out under the house.
I called our Tibetan Spaniel to my aid but she just sat their being fluffy…no help.
There was also a good chance that this female was pregnant and there was no way I could get to it……so like the last of the Great White Hunters I went upstairs and got my trusty .177 air rifle.
All was quiet when I came back and shone my P7 torch around until I saw my quarry sitting on the edge of a pile of rocks……it was my only chance…..the crosshairs settled between it’s eyes (which were glowing in the torch light ) and I gently squeezed….(not pulled) …the trigger……thunk!!! And it was over…a clean kill….. (But I still put another 3 into it to be sure.)
It did send out a message to the other rats though…fleeing felons will be shot.
A good airgun is a handy tool for such a situation.
Some on this site advised me that the anti human trait in rats may be hereditary so I slew the beast and fed it to the largest of my Darwin’s.
But I still had the babies to contend with…all but one of the litter had been fed to my snakes and the one that remained was a female that was the spitting image of its late mother.
Well my nice female has since had another litter that are now all weaners and running everywhere and when I was distracted cleaning the cage the unthinkable happened…….the lone female from the Man Eating mother escaped and was now bolting flat out under the house.
I called our Tibetan Spaniel to my aid but she just sat their being fluffy…no help.
There was also a good chance that this female was pregnant and there was no way I could get to it……so like the last of the Great White Hunters I went upstairs and got my trusty .177 air rifle.
All was quiet when I came back and shone my P7 torch around until I saw my quarry sitting on the edge of a pile of rocks……it was my only chance…..the crosshairs settled between it’s eyes (which were glowing in the torch light ) and I gently squeezed….(not pulled) …the trigger……thunk!!! And it was over…a clean kill….. (But I still put another 3 into it to be sure.)
It did send out a message to the other rats though…fleeing felons will be shot.
A good airgun is a handy tool for such a situation.
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