Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a ratcatcher in Caselle is like a rollercoaster ride, but without the safety bar. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s barely up, and I’m already thinkin’ about the rats. Ugh, those little furballs.
First stop, Via Roma. I swear, if I see one more rat scurryin’ across the street, I’m gonna lose it. I mean, come on! It’s like they own the place. I’m just tryin’ to do my job, and they’re out here livin’ their best lives.
So, I’m walkin’ down the street, and I spot this huge rat. I mean, this thing was the size of a small dog. I’m not even exaggeratin’. I’m like, “Yo, buddy, you need to chill.” But nah, he just looks at me like, “What you gonna do about it?” I’m fumin’.
Then, I get a call from Mrs. Bianchi. She’s got a rat problem in her bakery on Via Torino. I rush over, dodgin’ tourists and their selfie sticks. Seriously, who needs a selfie stick in a rat-infested bakery?
When I get there, the smell hits me. Fresh bread, but also… you guessed it, rat droppings. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” Mrs. Bianchi’s freakin’ out, flappin’ her arms like a chicken. “They’re eatin’ my pastries!” she yells. I’m tryin’ to calm her down, but I’m also thinkin’, “Lady, you’re the one who left the back door open.”
I set up my traps, and while I’m workin’, I can’t help but notice the view from her bakery. You can see the old castle in the distance, Castello di Caselle. It’s beautiful, but I’m too busy dealin’ with these rats to appreciate it.
Finally, I catch a couple of them. I’m feelin’ like a hero, right? But then, I hear a loud crash. I turn around, and it’s Mrs. Bianchi. She knocked over a whole shelf of pastries. I’m like, “Seriously? You just lost a whole day’s work!” She’s cryin’, and I’m just standin’ there, tryin’ to figure out if I should comfort her or laugh.
After that chaos, I head over to Piazza della Libertà. I need a break. Grab a coffee, right? But guess what? The café’s outta coffee. I’m like, “What kind of place runs outta coffee?” I’m about to lose it.
But then, I see this street performer. He’s playin’ the accordion, and it’s actually kinda nice. I’m tappin’ my foot, forgettin’ about the rats for a sec. Then, this kid runs up and starts dancin’. It’s hilarious! I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost spill my water.
But then, my phone buzzes. Another rat emergency. This time, it’s at the school on Via Garibaldi. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.” I rush over, and when I get there, the kids are all outside, pointin’ and laughin’ at me. I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, laugh it up, kiddos.”
I get inside, and it’s a mess. Rats everywhere! I’m talkin’ like a full-on rat party. I set my traps, but these little guys are quick. I’m chasin’ them around like a madman. At one point, I trip over a backpack and almost faceplant. The kids are howlin’.
Finally, I catch a few, and I’m feelin’ like a champ. But then, the principal walks in. She’s not happy. “You’re scaring the children!” she says. I’m like, “Lady, I’m tryin’ to save your school!”
By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I head back home, and as I’m walkin’ through the streets of Caselle, I can’t help but smile. It’s a crazy place, full of surprises. I love it, even with all the rats.
So, yeah, that was my day. Just another wild ride in Caselle. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings.