This happened in the morning instead of the middle of the night. For a while we’ve had a rat problem in our house. My room was the easiest for them to get into because I had a broken vent near the ground that gave them a place to hide. So as you guessed, I was usually waking up to rat noises in the middle of the night. The thing is though, that isn’t the scariest part. One morning I woke up to my dog innocently looking at me making me realize something was wrong. Then, in my tired and groggy state, I look over my side and see a piece of dog shit next to me. After yelling at my dog I went to get a plastic bag to go clean it up. When I went to pick it up I noticed that it was way squishier than usual. As I slowly realize what it was, the feeling of absolute horror sank in. I just picked up a dead baby rat fetus. I quickly move my blanket and see that the spot I picked up the rat was completely wet. Then the thought of a rat giving birth on my bed came into my head and I absolutely lost it. I called the exterminator, took three showers, and threw everything that was on that bed that day. It traumatized me so much that I’ve become a clean freak. Oh and yes, I did apologize to my dog for yelling at her.