We had to move the old chicken house before we could build the outside run for the new house. We knew that when we did this we would have those rats to contend with. So, we called in the troops....Ryan's brother, Evan.
This turned into quite the little project for these guys. They were like two little kids plotting out how this was going to 'go down'. First, we moved the chickens and ducks into the new chicken house.
Then, they decided that Ryan would lift up the old chicken house with the tractor and Evan would shoot the rats. They originally decided on using my pink pistol for the job.
Although Evan does look like a real stud with my pink gun, it didn't get the job done. They both came walking up to me with grins on their faces (I could tell something was up) and Ryan said, "Hey, don't we still have a bag of fireworks leftover in the basement? Go get 'em!" Oh yeah, this sounds like a great idea!
The fireworks didn't really work either, but the kids had fun watching the show anyway. So, it was time for a new plan of attack. Go get the proper supplies: a couple pops, a box of ammo and the shotgun.
Nothin' says redneck like a good rat killin with your shotgun!
Okay, back at it again. Ryan lifts the house up while Evan gets in ready position.
This next picture is a little blurry, but it's one of my favorites. It shows just how determined these guys were to shoot the rats. Evan saw one on the other side of the tractor...
It took a lot of shells...
..but in the end....the score was settled..
Slater Boys 10
(a couple of the victims)