Goddammittttt!!!! I am trying really hard to be understanding, empathetic and kind about the alley rats around here. Thieving bastards! (BIG TIME SHOVEL LIST). Jesus, we already provide food, clothes, rehab, mental health, needles, methadone, did I say shelter? with all the amenities like tooth brushes and hairbrushes and bedding etc.... What the f*ck more do the assholes want? Oh! Right! They want to bring their dogs and drugs into the shelter with them, and they aren't allowed. So they go up and down the streets busting into cars and stealing anything that moves from your yard. Assholes.
The other day it rained. And I am talking about a gully washing down pour that lasted the whole night. The next day, on that fb page I have mentioned, at least four people complained about their patio table umbrellas going missing.
When we drove past murder park, (named because murdered people in this town get dumped there) you could see the alley rats all sitting in the bushes under giant umbrellas covering themselves and their stolen crap. Assholes.
So I have started leaving the front porch light on. It is a motion light. Around two in the morning I was sitting in my living room, in the dark, on my lappy. All of a sudden the light out there goes on. Thinking it was probably a cat or something, I go down and whip the door open and there is an alley rat, bent over, sizing up Harry..my heavy rock and rebar two foot high statue of a heron. Now I, expecting an animal, was in my holy (and not as in religious) underwear and ratty giant shirt, not my finest look I must say.
The alley rat is a young dude, in a ratty sweat suit with pumped up kicks, asshole, looking kind of sick. He was quite startled. "What the fuck are you doing?" I ask incredulously! My poor Harry! I swear I could see him shaking on his spindly rebar legs. And do you know what Asshole said? "Oh sorry I was just looking for somewhere to pee." So I say, "well you can't frigging pee here!!! And why the hell would you come to the door?" He didn't answer and I just stood there staring him down.
Eventually he shuffled about, looked embarrassed and said he was just looking for anything he could use to get food. Food. Ummhumm...sure.
I told him to just stay there for a minute, shut the door, and went to the kitchen and got him a quick sandwich made out of left over mushrooms and ground beef. I grabbed a twenty and went back to the door half expecting him to be gone. But he wasn't! So I extracted a promise from him to never come back to my house or cars, to tell his buddies to leave me alone and I would give him the sandwich and money. I think he would have promised anything at that point. He was so grateful that it was sad. A sandwich and a twenty just shouldn't make that big a difference to a human.
Anyway I told him I expected him to honour our deal and if he ever really got into desperate trouble or "hunger" again to knock on my door and to just leave Harry...and Archie, the bristle Hedgehog for wiping boots that sits with Harry completely alone. He kind of laughed and totally agreed. So we shall see.
Jamie, Monte's good good friend from North Vancouver came for a visit! Monte drove to Nanaimo and picked him up from the ferry and brought him up. They had a great weekend and Monte drove him back to Nanaimo yesterday. They went to the pub and played pool and when they were here at home they watched a show on youtube. Oh my god, it was the stupidest grossest dumb show that only post pubescent boys would enjoy. God it was stupid.
Anyway its time to get ready to go to Bamfield this weekend and go camping. I do believe it will be warmer than July 1st weekend! And two of the nights we are there its the two peak nights for the meteor showers! And we will be in Pachena where there isn't even one light. Should be good...if the moon isn't too bright and it isn't raining. TTYL
You handled your alley rat quite admirably!
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