the Night Before Christmas
I’m only familiar with the first few lines of the poem, A Visit from St. Nicholas. While we were watching a movie tonight, a loud snap in the garage brought the first few lines to mind.
’Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house > Not a creature was stirring, not even a [RAT].
Apparently with all the snow at our house, everybody wants to come inside, including the rats. I say “rats” plural because when I went back out the garage to take the above picture, another one scampered across the floor. Perhaps we’ll have another “gift” to open Christmas morning.
UPDATE [10:29AM December 25]: Indeed, rodent #2 was caught overnight. Here’s Mr. & Mrs. Rat.