Rat

There is a bumper sticker I covet: a white oval in which there is a black silhouette of a rat and over which the word "Baltimore" is superimposed.

There are indeed many rats in this city.

This morning I caught young Pepita, still learning she doesn't have to be "street" anymore,  on the kitchen counter.
She had chewed through a plastic lunch baggie and was nibbling the english muffin and cream cheese inside it.
Rat-like. 
Euw euw!