Cats, Dogs, Mice, Rats and Gottliebs

Last night we had a familiar issue. It’s all fine and funny, because (as usual) I didn’t see the rat. Mr. G. did. Let’s face it, over and over again my husband is seeing rats scurrying into and out of the house.  I have seen just one, and it was very very dead. My friend Emily is on her way in for a visit, and we had this little interaction. See?! It’s all still a joke. I haven’t actually seen the rat. I’m delighted to tease Mr. G. a little …