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I think there’s a rat in my attic. Maybe. It’s not uncommon with old houses. It’s also really not desirable. Though if it’s the rat I briefly glimpsed from my porch the other day, he was a very cute little fellow.
I’ve spent some time over the past few days making my house less desirable for rats. There are scents they don’t like to smell and frequencies they don’t like to hear. But I couldn’t get it out of my head that maybe if a dog were in the house, the rats would leave.
Reader, I manifested a dog! Not a permanent one, a borrowed one. My friend came to visit today and brought Oliver, who slept peacefully while we went out to eat and sightsee. I’m sure the rats were terrified.
