|I love the sign in the background. It is perfectly juxtaposed with Pete's zombie-like (or lack of sleep) appearance|
Well, I am happy to report that yesterday Little Monkey did indeed get to ride the subway for the first time in his life and he was so in awe of it all. Our little guy, who is normally not real keen on loud noises, was laughing and cheering as the subway screeched and scraped its way into the station. Then he promptly walked on board the train, cuddled up next to his daddy and took in all the sights, sounds, and people in wide eyed little boy wonderment.
I was equally as wide eyed at the sign that I caught sight of just before boarding the train. It read, "Beware Rodenticide" Okay, so I know that there are rats in the subway stations and that did not alarm me too terribly. But the thought of those creatures just jumping on the tracks to end it all, just undid me.
What could be so wrong in a rat's life that it would want to commit rodenticide? Is it the reaction that people have when they see rats? Did the rat's self esteem get destroyed by all the screams and hysterics of us humans? Am I to blame for the plight of the rodenticidal rat? Rodenticide is a terrible loss of rodent life.
And now, if you are wondering what is wrong with me that I actually think that rodenticide means rats committing harry carey, well just hold that thought because there are so many things wrong with me that I could write a book, but before I do that I am going to make it my mission to be kinder and gentler to rats, mice, squirrels and rodents in general. Please join me in my mission.
P.S. Just in case you are wondering, we did not ride the subway all day. Just twice.