The penchant for carrying away another’s property leads to many incidents both comic and tragic. The rats are not at all averse to sharing a prospector’s cabin, and during hours when the rightful owner is away at work raise havoc with his possessions. During long winter nights they are no less industrious, and the mysterious sounds of their activities will keep even a sound sleeper awake for hours. Eventually this becomes so exasperating that drastic action is called for. One old prospector told me of a woodrat that had been bothering him for a long time. Traps proved of no avail and finally one night he placed his forty-five on a box beside his bed, together with a candle and matches. During the night he was again awakened and quietly sat up and lighted the candle. There on one of his cupboard shelves was the dim form of the rat. Taking careful aim in the flickering candlelight, he pulled the trigger and hit the animal “dead center.” The heavy slug literally blew it apart. Unfortunately it happened to be sitting directly in front of a 5-pound can of coffee. One may assume that without either woodrat or coffee he slept soundly thereafter. My own experiences with this species have been no less exasperating. When but a youth, my brother and I were quartered in an old bunkhouse one winter. We chose the smaller of the two rooms as being easier to keep warm, and after a thorough clean-up moved in. No rank novices, we wired our watches to a nail driven into the wall and hung our other valuables from a wire stretched across the room. In the morning our socks were missing! Thereafter matters were uneventful for a week. The woodrat would come up through a hole in the corner of the room as soon as the lights were out. All night long it would make trips through the connecting door into the adjoining room and carry away loads of cotton from an old mattress on the unused bed. Came the week-end and the Saturday barn dance about 3 miles up the canyon. Fresh shirts and trousers donned, coats and vests were taken from the chair backs upon which they had been carefully hung. Behold! One vest front was completely chewed out and carried away, presumably for nesting material. This was the last straw; the creature must be done away with.