Media glare gone, gleaming eyes in the night still there
The rat situation in the neighborhoods along Charles River remains unsatisfactory. The rats are easily spotted just about anywhere you walk and a few nights ago I was even treated to the spectacle of a fight (or possibly a mating ritual, for all I know) between two rats in our backyard. They went at it pretty good for several seconds, jumping at each other with about a foot of elevation from the ground, before taking it behind the fence, so to speak (literally, actually).
This morning I snapped the picture below of a trash bag, one of several that had been shredded by the little rat bastards. A couple of a culprits scurried away as I exited our building. Bastards.
Previously on Boston Rat Wars:
