Computer Bits and Rat Paranoia

I think my grandfather had a computer like this. It's not even running on DOS. I don't know what this is. Whatever it is, it's old. I'm honestly surprised it runs, but it also wouldn't surprise me if I took it apart to find some high powered modem inside, so that they can record our journal entries real time. Did the others get a computer too? It seems to be the only thing that doesn't quite fit in this house.

There was a rat in the kitchen. Usually where there's one rat, there's an army of rats. While I know it might sound ridiculous to think that they're out there some kind of war games, I can't help but fear an all out attack on the house. Insane, right? I think the only thing I don't have to fear from them is being hung up on a slab of meat. Rats pretty much seem incapable of that. With the numbers dwindled down, the only person I feel like avoiding is Joy, but then I don't really know the rest.

At least Dan and I have Izzy. I wonder if she'll guard against rat attacks as well.