Running with the rats

So, Barb and I are up before cockcrow running through the neighborhoods. We try to mix it up as much as we can as we weave through alleys, streets, and dirt paths. This morning we come to what seems like an impasse. Yep. An impasse of the local rats….As I lift up my legs to run through the garbage some of the rats spread while making loud chirping noises while some actually run towards me. Fortunately, we discover a dirt path and a ladder leading over a brick wall before running in waist deep grass…as if the rabid rats weren’t enough..what lurks in the green.