a rat in my kitchen, what am I gonna do?
Granny W. and I braved the horror that is Brissle Ikeal to eat meatballs and purchase the rocking mooooooose! that absolutely had to be bought. It's a dangerous place, Ikeal, as (amongst a few other things) we felt obliged to buy the Tribe a new blanket and, even better than that, a PLUTH RAT for bubbamoose. We're very taken with the rat, and will almost certainly have to buy its clone-sibling for our household soon.


http://www.jordan-cats.org/blog/index.cfm/2006/11/..."
who's going to stop them, after all?