Rat Tales
Posted: Thu Jan 09, 2014 1:08 pm
Growing up in Bombay during the 50s, one couldn't help getting astonished by the enormous Bandicoot rats (Bandicota bengalensis) that would run all over the garbage dumps, streets and enter houses, even flats as high as 10 ten stories up.
Finally when I was old enough, my Dad presented me an ISW air rifle, which opened a new relationship with this aggressive rodent.
Nearby there was a small godown where wheat used to be stored in a small room. it had no windows and only one door as the entrance. This room always was full of these huge rats which would run in and out all the time.
I took my trusty air rifle and stood at the door, and in a short time had three of these giant rodents down.
Now, rats are intelligent creatures and once they realised what was happening, the whole horde rushed at me emitting their pig like grunts as they tried to escape to the daylight beyond.
With their large incisors, reputation for carrying all kinds of disease, and their bristly black hair and beady eyes, it was a sight to alarm even the most experienced buffalo hunter of Africa.
As the horde rushed by me, I lifted my foot and trapped the tail of one large leader and brought the barrel of my air rifle down to pump a pellet into its stinking belly.
The rat immediately grabbed the muzzle and tried to bite the barrel with such ferocity while emitting its pig like grunt, that I got startled and must have reduced the pressure of my foot on its tail, for in an instant it freed itself and was off to freedom !!!
Finally when I was old enough, my Dad presented me an ISW air rifle, which opened a new relationship with this aggressive rodent.
Nearby there was a small godown where wheat used to be stored in a small room. it had no windows and only one door as the entrance. This room always was full of these huge rats which would run in and out all the time.
I took my trusty air rifle and stood at the door, and in a short time had three of these giant rodents down.
Now, rats are intelligent creatures and once they realised what was happening, the whole horde rushed at me emitting their pig like grunts as they tried to escape to the daylight beyond.
With their large incisors, reputation for carrying all kinds of disease, and their bristly black hair and beady eyes, it was a sight to alarm even the most experienced buffalo hunter of Africa.
As the horde rushed by me, I lifted my foot and trapped the tail of one large leader and brought the barrel of my air rifle down to pump a pellet into its stinking belly.
The rat immediately grabbed the muzzle and tried to bite the barrel with such ferocity while emitting its pig like grunt, that I got startled and must have reduced the pressure of my foot on its tail, for in an instant it freed itself and was off to freedom !!!
the problem lies here too.
What say,Timmy?
