I had a rat in my garage once. Put out poison, never saw him again.

A second time I saw a 'rat' in my garage and told my son we had the ugliest rat ever in our garage. A couple days later darling son saw it and laughed at me and said, mom, your ugly rat is an opossum.

I used to eat snacks in bed and I would leave the remaining packages, (crackers, chips, whatever) in my bed. One night I awoke to a mouse running up my naked spine. That was the end of eating in bed.