Had a mini clubman years ago, back doors open , bin bags in.
Driving to tip a RAT drops onto my foot and disappears.
Drop off rubbish at tip. No rat??
Next day notice insulation bits on drivers footwell. Discover (by watching carefully) that rat is nesting behind dash behind steering wheel.
Go to work on nights with trousers tucked into socks.
Went shopping, on getting back to car Mr furry is sitting on the top of drivers seat, cleaning his little whiskers, much to the amusement of passing shoppers.
The second I touch the door handle he is up in his hideaway.
Think, should I put my hand up there? No f*****g way, prefer my fingers as they are.
3 days my little friend lived in my car. Finally left when (on nights again) left back doors open with a trail of bread from footwell to back doors and floor outside. Lived in fear for a while til sure he was gone.
True story.
Driving to tip a RAT drops onto my foot and disappears.
Drop off rubbish at tip. No rat??
Next day notice insulation bits on drivers footwell. Discover (by watching carefully) that rat is nesting behind dash behind steering wheel.
Go to work on nights with trousers tucked into socks.
Went shopping, on getting back to car Mr furry is sitting on the top of drivers seat, cleaning his little whiskers, much to the amusement of passing shoppers.
The second I touch the door handle he is up in his hideaway.
Think, should I put my hand up there? No f*****g way, prefer my fingers as they are.
3 days my little friend lived in my car. Finally left when (on nights again) left back doors open with a trail of bread from footwell to back doors and floor outside. Lived in fear for a while til sure he was gone.
True story.