Now I’m not a huge fan of rats, particularly the city rats in Chicago that can grow to a size of an adult cat. However, there was just something about Mr. McSqueaky that I couldn’t resist.
It was a relatively slow morning at work and I was sitting in my cube until I overheard a few of my colleagues. A rat happened to be stuck in the window well. He was probably avoiding the people who were walking and unfortunately jumped into the well in hopes of finding cover.
So there he was, helpless and stuck. Looking out the window, we couldn’t help but see him peaking inside asking for us to help him. How could you say no to that precious face?
Surely enough, help did come, but not the help that he wanted. The City of Chicago workers were walking by and happened to notice him. Mr. McSqueaky stood no chance but he sure put up a fight. All he wanted was to get out and the evil workers just wanted to remove his presence. After a long fought battle between Mr. McSqueaky, a 2×4 and metal pole, the city workers won.
My department sadly went back to work. Thank you for brightening our day Mr. McSqueaky. May you find a plethora of cheese in rat heaven.