Once upon a time, rats moved into my front yard.
I don’t know where they came from. I don’t know what they came for. But they came.
It started with just a handful. I didn’t give them much thought at first, as they seemed harmless and they mostly kept to themselves.
Then one fall evening my neighbor called me. Her mother had looked out her window and saw a “fireball” on my lawn.
So I went out to investigate. I was expecting a Halloween prank. But as I got closer, I found the rats huddled around a small campfire heating up some food and warming their little rat paws.
I thought, “How adorable”, so I let them be and I went back inside and called the neighbor to say it was all good.