Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a ratcatcher in Serzedo ain’t for the faint-hearted. Woke up this mornin’ to the sound of my neighbor’s dog barkin’ like it was auditioning for a horror movie. Seriously, that mutt’s got some serious pipes. Anyway, I grabbed my gear and hit the streets.
First stop? Rua da Liberdade. I swear, if I had a euro for every rat I’ve seen scurrying around there, I’d be rich. But today? Today was different. I was just mindin’ my own business, lookin’ for the usual suspects, when I spotted this massive rat. I mean, this thing was like a small dog! I thought, “Great, just what I need.”
So, I chased it down the street, dodging people like I was in some kinda video game. I nearly tripped over a kid’s skateboard on Rua da Escola. Kids these days, man. They don’t even look where they’re goin’. Anyway, I finally cornered the beast near the old fountain. You know, the one that’s always dry? Classic Serzedo, right?
Just as I was about to catch it, this old lady comes outta nowhere. She’s waving her cane like a sword, yellin’ at me, “Leave my rat alone!” I’m like, “Lady, it’s not your pet!” But she didn’t care. She was ready to throw down. I mean, who knew rat lovers existed in Serzedo?
After that little showdown, I needed a breather. So, I headed to the café on Avenida da República. Best coffee in town, no joke. I ordered a bica and sat outside, tryin’ to calm my nerves. But then, guess what? I see the same rat! It’s just chillin’ on a table, munchin’ on a pastry. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I thought, “This rat’s livin’ the life!”
I was about to snap a pic for the ‘gram when a pigeon swoops down and steals the pastry right from under its nose. I laughed so hard, I nearly spilled my coffee. That’s Serzedo for ya—pigeons are the real bosses here.
After my caffeine fix, I decided to hit up the market on Rua do Comércio. You know, the one that’s always packed with people? I was hopin’ to find some traps or somethin’. But as I’m walkin’ through, I hear this commotion. Turns out, a street performer was doin’ some crazy juggling act. I mean, this dude was tossin’ knives! I thought, “Man, I can barely juggle my life!”
So, I stopped to watch, and wouldn’t ya know it, a rat runs right through the crowd. Everyone gasps, and I’m just standin’ there like, “C’mon, people, it’s just a rat!” But they were all freakin’ out. I had to step in, of course. I chased it away, and the crowd cheered. I felt like a hero for a hot second.
But then, I got a call. My buddy, Miguel, was in a panic. He found a nest of rats in his basement on Rua da Alegria. I rushed over, thinkin’ I’d be a hero again. But when I got there, it was a whole different story. The rats were throwin’ a party! I swear, they had cheese and everything. I was like, “What the heck?!”
I tried to catch ‘em, but they were too quick. I ended up knockin’ over a shelf, and it was chaos. Miguel was laughin’ his head off while I was tryin’ to regain my dignity. I mean, c’mon! A rat party in Serzedo? Who knew?
By the end of the day, I was exhausted. I headed home, thinkin’ about all the craziness. I love this city, but man, it can be wild. Serzedo’s got its quirks, that’s for sure. From the old lady with the cane to the rat party in Miguel’s basement, it’s never a dull moment.
So, here I am, sittin’ on my couch, thinkin’ about tomorrow. Who knows what’ll happen? Maybe I’ll find a rat that can juggle. Or maybe I’ll just get some peace and quiet. But knowing Serzedo, I doubt it.