Rats

Don't like'm. Period. Last time I saw one was when I was waiting for the bus. Unfortunately the bus stop is next to the river. But that time it was a mouse. And there was me standing on the bench. Hate'm, what can I say? Guess I'm a wimp.

Tonight an African friend of mine walked me to the bus. And this time it was really a rat running in front of my feet. A fat, big one, with long tail. Had a few I must admit, so said: "probably doesn't scare you, you eat those, don't you?". He said no. Ouch. Put my foot in again. After a while though he goes: "this one's too small, not enough meat". Hmm...:)