We were paid a nice visit by Malti the rat tonight at the Spyhouse and it was early this time, 12:00 a.m.. Both Jen and I were up working on blog posts and internship applications and all of a sudden a brown ball of fur with a gross skinny tail speeds across the boarder of our room and behind our T.V. armoire. We scream and he runs back to where he came from. 

Here is the “Ah-ha!” moment: He comes from outside through a hole in the window and cement walls and his fat body widens the already loose trim on the wood of the windows, making it easier and easier for him and his amigos to come in more often. 

Solution: Since there is no rattrap, as was promised, we have stuffed a pink towel in the hole and taped the wooden trim of the window to the cement wall. How long this will last? We have no idea. We do know that smacking our shoes together and blaring music keeps him away while we create temporary fixes, but since I know you all are so worried I will have you know that we WILL be updating the Jesuits and let them know the other window is starting to look like Malti’s current entrance to our luxury bachelorette pad. 

Malti must go. I said it once and I’ll say it again, he is not welcome as a third roommate, we are content with the current number of occupants. Hopefully Malti won’t hate us forever. 

To finish this post I will add the modified lyrics of “Cecilia” by Simon and Garfunkel: 

“Cecilia, you're breaking my heart 
You're shaking my confidence daily 
Oh, Cecilia, I'm down on my knees 
I'm begging you please LEAVE OUR HOME.”



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