I had to pay to have them trapped after they bore into my attic. It was a lot more expensive than the nice pellet rifle my wife bought me for the next Christmas.
I hate those stupid rats.
Before the city tore down the rats nest falling down house that was next to us, I bought a slingshot, and soon the rats went the other way to my friend Steve's. We both got quite proficient until the city showed up and tore the place down. They hauled off all the rubble and the surviving rats took to the woods along Black Creek. I still have my slingshots and a bunch of marbles. I do my part when they venture near my house.
A guys got to do what a guys got to do...
50 years from now somebody is going to discover 100s of marbles around here. Kids may rediscover how to play Marbles, or how to use a slingshot.
Back story on the Marbles. Barbara Ann and I found what must have been a couple thousand marbles at an Estate sale.
$10 well spent.