To be fair to my neighbours, I did see a rat in my garden yesterday. Lovely, healthy-looking specimen. People say 'Omg rats carry diseases!' but so does any wild animal. If you're not picking up its poo and rubbing it on your face, you're fine.
Bonus fun fact: humans can pass more diseases to rats than they can to us.
Also I'm gonna get some ammonia and put it under my shed (ammonia-soaked rag in a yoghurt pot or something) so that if any rats or mice are hiding there, they'll go 'eurgh' and piss off.
I've taken down my birdfeeders... and put them under upstairs' balcony so they can't see them, tee hee. (I'm sure it's my upstairs neighbour who complained, because she is a nosy parker and a fussbudget.)
I realised that's actually a better location for them, because they're impossibly far away from anything that a rat/squirrel could climb up and jump off, and the feeders are now over flagstones instead of over grass, so I can sweep up any spilled seeds.
I brought some bags of garden waste to my mum's house for her to take to the tip. She returned my empty green waste bags to me in a bread bag, so it looks like a bag of Shrek bread.
I put an HDMI cable up my bum and a Switch cart up my pussy, and now I can play games using my clit as the joystick.
People who dislike cats: Cats are wankers
People who love cats: Cats are wankers (affectionate)
Cats: Waa! I'm starving! I'm wasting away! Waa! I need food right now before I expire!
...Oh, no thank you, not that one. [fucks off]
Idea for game: there's a section where you have to restore power to an area by the old cliché of going all over the place and turning on levers and switches. But you can also just read the plaque on the wall with the emergency deets on it, and contact the power company in-game and they come around and sort it for you.
Ditto for Etsy. We need one Etsy for all the people selling their mass produced shit and one for actual handmade items.
Ebay needs to split into 2: one site for wholesalers using eBay as a shop front, and one site for its original purpose of ordinary fuckers having a clear out and selling some bits.
If Chief Parasite Stupid Hat dies before her Jubilee weekend, do we still get those bank holidays off?
Perhaps I should have posted the property manager's original letter back to them with a note saying 'I thought you'd want to know that someone is sending stupid letters in your name.' Wouldn't have done me any favours, but would have been very funny.
I've had another thought regarding this nonsense. Either the property manager didn't ask the complainer 'have you tried asking Voybridge about it?', in which case the property manager is stupid, or they did ask and the complainer lied. Either way, someone doesn't look good!
A French tiger. With thumbs.
If the property manager still doesn't see sense, I'm going to tell him go ahead, contact the council and they can send an environmental inspector around to see if my garden is indeed vermin-infested.
I emailed the property manager on Saturday. I had a form reply this morning saying he'd get back to me in 5 business days.
I haven't taken my bird feeders down (obviously - I'm not in the wrong!), so I'm enjoying the thought of the complainer quietly seething for the next 5 days that the feeders are still there.