THE WAY OF THE RAT

Brother Jake: "How to characterize the Rat? The smell? The squishy carpet under the passenger side seat? The smell? I don't know. I *do* know that the Rat deserves a medal for carrying BerMen around for so far and so long."

My ride is a 1995 Jeep Cherokee with 137,000 miles on it. Nearly everything I own fits in this car.

There is a song about the rat.

The rat's name was "Hazmat." My cousin in West Virginia shot and stuffed him and gave him to me for my 8th birthday. The rat found his way to my dash, rode cross-country at least five times with me or my brother;

one day in arizona, he became a nuisance and was done away with.