It wasn’t a nice surprise – in fact, I screamed. I was merrily doing my gardening when I almost absent mindedly spotted a long tail – leading to a very large rodent – A RAT. He was so life like – I asked him if he were alive. Afraid to stay near him, afraid to leave him unattended, I looked around for a big stone. Failing that I went over to get my shovel. I returned and he was still there. Honestly he was so lifelike. I was sure he would bolt once my back was turned. But no actually I had plenty of time to get my camera. But I just wanted to get rid of him as quickly as possible. So I dug a hole and turfed him in. And in fact I felt sorry for him. Poor Ratty. Should I praise the cat?? I wondered.
Photo from the New York Post
I did not enjoy this job but needs must – the rat is now suitably buried in the back garden and a (tomb)stone marks the spot.
