Templeton update

In the last week, my computer was in critical condition (it's been repaired and is now functioning again), my traveling pants died, but Templeton (the name I've given to that thing that lives under my floor) is, unfortunately, still alive. I've been told on at least 5 different occasions that the exterminators would be coming "tomorrow." Five tomorrows later, Templeton is still squeaking his way beneath my floorboards and keeping me from sleep. I'm tired. The rat must die.