My students thought he was too cute and made me promise not to kill him, so he was sent packing and released at an undisclosed location. He seemed a little confused when I let him go.
I wish I could say that is the end of the story, but I'm afraid not. I have caught two much smaller versions of this fella. Still not the end of the story, because I have cleaned out the nest above and magically leaves are reappearing. It is going to be a long fall. I have caught 30 mice and now three packrats. Maybe I need to start working on a fur coat.
Have any of you had experiences with packrats?