Laundry is one of those chores I actually don’t mind, as long as a rat in the house is not part of the process. My wife loathes doing the laundry. She would much rather take care of the garbage, the vacuuming or the dishes. She says she can’t stand sorting through dirty laundry, looking through the pockets of our boys’ pants to make sure they don’t contain rocks, sticks or other debris they treasure for a moment until it’s forgotten in the dark recesses of their pants. Once everything’s finally washed, my wife just cannot stand turning clothes right-side-out, folding them, and fighting with our boys to put them away before they are unfolded. Plus, she says the process dries her hands out. So, I made a deal with her – she takes care of the garbage, and I will stay on top of the laundry.
I keep my end of the deal, and secretly rejoice that I don’t have to face the disgusting garbage can ever again.
So, one night, after we put the boys to bed, I trundled off into the laundry room with the upstairs hamper in tow, and proceeded to prepare the clothes for the washing machine. My elbow bumped the liquid detergent, and some of it spilled onto the floor, so I pulled open the drawer on the bottom of the dryer to grab a rag with which I could wipe up the sticky detergent before it made a bright blue path under the machines and down the drain. It was at that moment that I discovered we have a rat in the house.
Apparently, the rat in the house loves the warmth that comes from the dryer, and the relative quiet it enjoys in that laundry room, since I’m the only one who really uses it. It had made a nest out of the rags that I’d neatly folded up long ago and placed in the drawer. I have no idea if the rat explored the rest of the house often, or if it just stuck to the laundry room, feasting on whatever tidbits I’d fished out of the boys’ pockets and tossed in the small garbage can. And, I have to admit, I was simultaneously glad my wife hadn’t been the one to discover the rat in the house, and jealous of her. Really, of the two of us, you would have thought the one who dealt with the garbage would be more likely to discover a rat in the house. But, no, it was me.
Fortunately, we’d already used Allstate Animal Control in the past, when we’d discovered another critter digging holes in the lawn. So, it was a no-brainer to email them again and have them get rid of the rat in the house.
You know, after that incident, I haven’t left a single pile of laundry just sitting in the laundry room. I hate to imagine a rat making a nest in our clothes!