Louise saw an opportunity and jumped in because that was how he rolled. Genetically altered cats and vastly improved poisons had almost eliminated the rodent population. Then something strange happened. People began to miss their rodents. Groups with flashlights scoured dank alleys, dumpsters, empty lots, abandoned warehouses and low class eating establishments seeking a sighting. When one occurred, there was a collective gasp of ecstasy.
Louis knew the country of Ugazu had a law prohibiting killing of any living thing including rodents. He knew a man who knew a man who could set up a smuggling operation. He found an empty storefront and rented the space. The sign said simply Rent a Rodent. Immediately, lines formed around the block. But within two weeks he had run out of product and his connection had been arrested.
He was not a man who gave up easily. Powerful insecticides had made insects virtually extinct. But he knew another man in another country who could provide millions of the bugs. However, rather than rent, he sold them outright because rentals came back damaged. Flies who couldn't fly, caterpillars who couldn't crawl and bees that couldn't buzz were worthless.
The venture became so successful Louis bought his own TV network and produced shows about all sorts of insects. He cared for them tenderly. Some grew to immense size. One night, he was working late, computing his huge profit margin, when he heard the door creak open. He turned and before he could scream they were upon him.
Only his shoes were left. Leather is quite difficult for certain creatures to digest.
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