One time I was entering a crawl space. The crawl space is the area under a house. This particular crawl space was accessed via an exterior hatch in the side of the house. I opened the hatch, put my crawl space suit on, with gloves and crawled in with my flashlight to take a look. The crawl space floor, which is exposed soil, is covered in a sheet of thick black plastic, which was buckled in a few spots. I put my hand down on the plastic, right where a buckle was, and wrapped my hand around the rat that happened to be sitting in the buckle of the plastic. I screamed and it squeezed out of my hand and disappeared down the buckle in the plastic. Ahhh, crawl spaces.