This is a picture of what was found in my house in Honduras. The first few months I was living there, I heard this constant noise and couldn't figure out what it was. One day I had our maintenance worker (on the left) look at it. He thought it was rats. As he started taking down the walls, one dead rat fell out and the dog took off with that. We didn't see anything else, but he wanted to check the other wall, because the dog was always sniffing at something there. Well, I left to go work in the pharmacy. A little later as I was coming out of the pharmacy he was standing there holding two more rats. I guess one of them jumped out of the wall and onto his chest. I am glad I didn't see that! Now it is too quiet at night without the rats in my wall. I wonder what I will find in my house when I get back to Honduras on Tuesday.