So we have rats. Yes I had all the visions when my husband told me of sewer rats the size of dog. They have been putting tunnels under the barn,..you can hear them from time to time squealing. So last night I see my husband and son go out with sling shots in hand. My philosophy, if it has to be done, ok, just don't let me know about it. So this morning I head down to let out the troops and feed and water them all and I walk into the chicken run and hear a horrific screaming. I look around and there it is..a rat caught in chicken coop wire. He must have tried to slip between the wire and his belly full of grain got stuck. I jossled the wire with my foot and it wiggled and struggled but couldn't get free. Well I just hated this. why couldn't my husband be home. I took the feed cup and tried to lift him so he could purchase some footing and wiggle free,..no good. I coudn't help but think of Templeton from Charlottes web,...he didn't look terrible,...he was actually kinda cute,..I suppose it was the setting,..early morning,..sun shinin.....So I hunted down the snips and carefully unclipped the wire around his writhing body and even with the wire cut, his body hung in such a way he couldn't get throuh. I had to give him a boost, this was gettign ridiculous now... and off he went like a rat out of hell. How ridiculous am I, I saved the thing my husband is out the night before trying to kill. Ugh!