This is what happened to me last night...
Since a few days we noticed we had some animal, probably a mouse, eating batata in the night. We have neighbors in the back that throw their trash in the garden and leave it there, because 'if they throw it in front of the house it will block the drainage and flood the whole street'. Have thought about calling 'medio ambiente' or 'salud publica' to have it cleaned, but to avoid enemies in the back, I never did. Anyway...we suspect the pests are coming from there.
Last night we celebrated a Dutch children party, Sinterklaas, our five year old was a little scared that the horse of Sinterklaas would come into the house, so my wife joined her in her bed and fell asleep there. Myself I fell asleep still dressed and my contacts in. I wake up around 3 am. Notice I left the door that closes the first floor open and I close it, take of my contacts and clothes and go to bed.
Half an hour later....sound asleep, I abruptly wake up from something nibbling my chest, or to make it worse, my nipple. I slap 'it', whatever it was away and feel 'something' running of my body and the bed and hear it leave the room. I thought about the mouse right away and couldn't help giving a scream of disgust. Thinking more clearly I realized it was probably a cockroach (still very disgusting), however I check the room and the hallway. Go to my wife, still in our daughter's bed, tell her what I think happened. We laugh about it and I tell her it's possible I actually dreamed it.
We go back to bed, just to be sure I am putting a shirt on and cover myself with the blanket. After half an hour I hear noises. I look out of the window, nothing in the backyard. Want to walk over to the children's rooms to check there, and when I come through the hall way I hear a noise below the couch that's there. Too much noise to be a cockroach. I close the doors of the bedrooms of the children and the bathroom, go back to our room and get fully dressed, and put my contacts in.....
My wife decided to sit on a chair with her feet up. I look below the couch...........DISGUSTING.....I see a TAIL!!
I go downstairs, get a broom, with the broom in one hand and a shoe in the other I go back upstairs, move the couch and there it comes running...a big disgusting RAT! My wife hides in the bedroom of the children. I try to hit the rat, only result is that I break the broomstick. I go down get another broom. The rat is hiding under the tv stand, then below my desk, and back under the couch again. I break the second broomstick. The rat runs to the other side of the hall way. I lift the couch up and place it vertical, resting on one armrest. The rat comes running again, trying to hide under the couch and screams when it notices there is no place to hide. I have half a broomstick and hit it on the head, and again, and again. Finally it's knock out, I hit it again and piece of rat meat falls next to the now dead rat. I shoved it in an empty pizza box and brought it outside.
The watchman is hardly awake (now it's probably 4.30). One of our neighbors has a soldier protecting their house, he is awake and did hear me hitting with the broom stick and asked, what did you have, a mouse? I tell them the story and they think it's very funny. Went back to the house, tell my wife we should move back to Holland and then I took a long shower...!
The little piece next to its head came out of him with the last blow.....I told you it was a gross story...
Since a few days we noticed we had some animal, probably a mouse, eating batata in the night. We have neighbors in the back that throw their trash in the garden and leave it there, because 'if they throw it in front of the house it will block the drainage and flood the whole street'. Have thought about calling 'medio ambiente' or 'salud publica' to have it cleaned, but to avoid enemies in the back, I never did. Anyway...we suspect the pests are coming from there.
Last night we celebrated a Dutch children party, Sinterklaas, our five year old was a little scared that the horse of Sinterklaas would come into the house, so my wife joined her in her bed and fell asleep there. Myself I fell asleep still dressed and my contacts in. I wake up around 3 am. Notice I left the door that closes the first floor open and I close it, take of my contacts and clothes and go to bed.
Half an hour later....sound asleep, I abruptly wake up from something nibbling my chest, or to make it worse, my nipple. I slap 'it', whatever it was away and feel 'something' running of my body and the bed and hear it leave the room. I thought about the mouse right away and couldn't help giving a scream of disgust. Thinking more clearly I realized it was probably a cockroach (still very disgusting), however I check the room and the hallway. Go to my wife, still in our daughter's bed, tell her what I think happened. We laugh about it and I tell her it's possible I actually dreamed it.
We go back to bed, just to be sure I am putting a shirt on and cover myself with the blanket. After half an hour I hear noises. I look out of the window, nothing in the backyard. Want to walk over to the children's rooms to check there, and when I come through the hall way I hear a noise below the couch that's there. Too much noise to be a cockroach. I close the doors of the bedrooms of the children and the bathroom, go back to our room and get fully dressed, and put my contacts in.....
My wife decided to sit on a chair with her feet up. I look below the couch...........DISGUSTING.....I see a TAIL!!
I go downstairs, get a broom, with the broom in one hand and a shoe in the other I go back upstairs, move the couch and there it comes running...a big disgusting RAT! My wife hides in the bedroom of the children. I try to hit the rat, only result is that I break the broomstick. I go down get another broom. The rat is hiding under the tv stand, then below my desk, and back under the couch again. I break the second broomstick. The rat runs to the other side of the hall way. I lift the couch up and place it vertical, resting on one armrest. The rat comes running again, trying to hide under the couch and screams when it notices there is no place to hide. I have half a broomstick and hit it on the head, and again, and again. Finally it's knock out, I hit it again and piece of rat meat falls next to the now dead rat. I shoved it in an empty pizza box and brought it outside.
The watchman is hardly awake (now it's probably 4.30). One of our neighbors has a soldier protecting their house, he is awake and did hear me hitting with the broom stick and asked, what did you have, a mouse? I tell them the story and they think it's very funny. Went back to the house, tell my wife we should move back to Holland and then I took a long shower...!
The little piece next to its head came out of him with the last blow.....I told you it was a gross story...
