Rat Witch Hunt Part 2


For those readers who have been in suspense for the past two weeks, I would have you know that the elusive rat was finally caught during my last weekend in Costa Rica.

It started when the putrid stench of "raton" was reaching a peak, and I decided I wanted to switch into the tennis shoes pictured above.

I got a little more than I bargained for when I found the small, wood-colored rodent lying prostrate in the corner of my closet. I'm not sure where he was going or from whence he came, but within a few hours my host dad had him squashed in a Kleenex and "disposed."

And everyone lived happily ever after.

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