In my younger years a bud of mine moved into a house. We soon discovered it was infested with rats. You don't need cats to dispose of rats...All you need is a cooler of beer and several boxes or 22 rat shot to
load into your pistol.

After a couple of nights...No more rats. I think around 20 of them met their maker over a weekend. If there were more I guess they left before we got them.

I got another rat story...Several years ago my wife and I were asleep. My male pit bull Jake jumped into bed with us and started raising hell. he kept running into the bathroom and back to us.

I went into the bathroom...Nothing. I could hear a scratching sound...Prolly just the wind blowing. I went back to bed.

Jake went back to bed as well as the wife and I...After awhile Jake springs back into action. We again enter the bathroom. I observe a black head emerging through a hole in the wall that was not there earlier. Looks like the rat got into my attic and fell in behind my bathroom wall. He chewed his way out.

I ran to my closet where I keep a pump type BB gun for birds and squirrels that become a problem. I grab it and began pumping the crap outa it while entering the bathroom.

About the time I enter the bathroom the rat and Jake are making an exit. We chase the damn thing down the hall into the den. Jake cornered it under my chair in the den. I shine my flashlight under the chair and pull the trigger.The rat blinks his eyes and his ears are blown back...Shit...In rush to kill the bastid I forgot to put a BB in the chamber. Off we go again.

Jake and I finally got the damn thing...Jake really did.

The real problem came then. I noticed the rat had pissed all the way down the hall into the den. Two o'clock in the morning and the wife and I are cleaning up up...I hate rats.