I woke up this morning, went downstairs, took the laundry out of the dryer, put them clothes on hangers and opened the door to hang the clothes outdoors. I was greeted by dead rat, shredded to pieces, with guts spreaded all over the front door. Damn cats. Lucky I didn’t just open the door and step into my slippers without looking. I can’t imagine how disgusting I would feel stepping onto dead rat guts. So I woke up my husband and had him clean the front door. And all the shoes and slippers.

The neighbourhood is predominantly Malays so there’s not a dog within these few kilometres radius. But there are lots of cats and my god they are a nuisance. Every morning, we have cat’s paw prints all over the car. Sometimes even their pee.