Mystery Solved

Ok, we think it's a rat in our kitchen. J opened up the kitchen door the other night, and heard a rustling and the scurrying of little clawed feet. Ugh. There's a hole under our sink where a civilized drain should be, and it's just dark and gross enough for a rat to want to live and commute to work every night. We have to stop up that hole somehow and we don't have a brick at the moment, so D stuffed a raw potato in there. The way we figure, the rat can eat some of the potato, but he won't be able to actually eat his way out of Alcatraz, unless he's Templeton. Here's hoping, anyway...