I smell a rat

Scrounging for a meal, the rat found its way
Into your closet and gnawed
Your favourite cotton slacks.
Actually found them tasteless.
No harm in trying (he thought).
Is he wrong?

On my way from the store, I met your
Wife rushing home. Couldn’t mistake
Her face -- brimming with glee.
They say she’s been frequenting
The doctor’s and opening her legs to be examined.
Pity, you’re the only one in the dark.
Apparently, you’re seldom home.
Is she wrong?

There goes your perfidious wife
Spewing vile invective
As she chases the rat out of the house.
Ranting and raving at the crazed creature.
Who’s wrong? I wonder.