The Rat Who Lives in My Kitchen

For the past half a year or so, a rat decided to make my kitchen its crib. This rat ate whatever it could sink its teeth upon, cakes, chocolates, kuihs, bread rolls.. everything! And it did it in the smartest way that at one time, a bread roll with red bean paste still in the plastic bag was left on the kitchen counter, this rat bit a whole through the plastic bag and lick only the red bean paste.

A good taste this stupid rat has. Expensive chocolate wrappers will be licked to its cleanest, buns will be nibbled, and it has even opened my grandmother's vitamin bottle and pop a few. So much so that until this moment, this stupid rat has grown almost 2 times the size of a normal rat. Those you see on the road side i mean.

Every single time i go down to my kitchen in the middle of the night, right after i switched on the light, i will stand at the doorway and allow it to run away from sight. And conversations about this rat among my family are no more in an emergency tone, more over, it is spoken among us like how we will talk about our dog, or another person.

Example 1:
"Mom, the stupid rat ate the cake." No exclamation mark, nothing.

Example 2:
"Wah, do you know how fat is the rat already? Every day eat nice things."

And the cutest thing is, this rat only eats sweet stuff. We placed chicken wings in the rat cage for about a week now, and every morning, the chicken wings remain. Nothing is touched. Only once, when i came down in the middle of the night and so the cage's door closed, but no rat could be seen. -_-

We have already given up hope in catching it. We will try, but if we can't catch it we don't know what else can be done.

Stupid rat.