Part 3: The Break-in

Part 3: In the days following I spoke to everybody I crossed paths with about the flat-screen robbery; the gardener, the pool guy, the neighbor’s gardener, even Franklin, the care-taker of the Rat House in addition to several other houses owned by an absentee Chicago couple. Well, especially Franklin. It was said that if gringos … Continue reading →

Part 2

With the rats being the ostensible reason for breaking our lease, we gave notice, took our flowing white sheers down which were now encrusted with bugs and dirt after hanging for a month, and  happily moved into the fish-bowl house. We knew we were trading a private, secluded, albeit rat-infested place for an unfenced property … Continue reading →

Rats and Robbers

“It’s the wrong Alice!” screeched the dormouse to Hatter. I say it’s the wrong R & R! It’s supposed to be rest and relaxation, not this! The first day at the beach house, as I swept the tile floor in preparation for occupying, I did notice a variety of flotsam and jetsam, including the rodent pellets. … Continue reading →