So, I wanted to take Adler swimming yesterday to try out his new floaties. We really don't have a place to swim, so I take him to a pool at the old apartments E and I lived in before we bought out house. The complex doesn't allow families with children to live there, so its mostly elderly and the pool is ALWAYS empty.
So anyway, we got there and there was debris in the pool, which I assumed was from the storm the day before, and I didn't really inspect it that much. Ad and I got in and played for about 10 or so minutes. As we were playing, I looked down and saw something funny on the bottom of the pool. Upon closer inspection, I discovered it was a dead rat! And then, immediately, I looked to the right of Adler and I, and there was another rat, HAAUUUGGGE, and alive, swimming about 1 foot from us. I don't think I have ever scrambled as fast to get out of the water.
I think this may just be the most traumatized I have ever been. Needless to say, Ad and I went home and folded ourselves into the dishwasher and set the cycle on sanitize. I thought about it all day yesterday and just feel so dirty inside. I am still very unsettled about it. I get sort of a sick feeling when I think about it. A rat is bad enough, but a wet rat peddling his little rat hands and sticking his pointy little rat head out the water right next to me- well, it was the grossest thing my eyes have ever seen. And let's not even start on the dead one in the water- what if I would have stepped on it? I didn't, but coulda.
I called my sister and am so appreciative that she overreacted as I did. I needed someone to recognize the horror of the situation. I called E and he had the AUDACITY to say he felt sorry for the rat because he knew the rat would swim and swim until he just gave up. He also snuck a lesson in there about checking the drains and gutters before getting in--ggrrrrr. I wanted shrieks of disgust and horror and comforting hugs. That's E for you though. You can only count on sisters and other girls to overreact in situations that need to be overreacted.
You can better believe I will be checking those drains from here on out (but not in that pool- I am never ever ever going back there.)
PS- my rat wasn't as nice looking as Splinter pictured above.
PSS- It wasn't "my rat". I don't know why I said that.