I asked what the pest guy is doing coming by early January. He found a reason. Apparently one pest was moving about. An adolescent rat? He thinks it's a shrew. A shrew? Thought that was a renaissance rodent Shakespeare wrote about. No, I'm told. This is related to the vole, an insect-, berry-, and nut-eating critter. There was no struggle this zero-degree day. That rat trap (bigger than it looks) could severely hurt your finger.
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