Rio brought one in when I was chatting to a friend on the phone - Imagine it - Cat brings rat in, Mum on phone to Peter, Mum asks Peter to ring back in five thinking said rat was dead and just needed removing. Mum wrong, thing very much alive but young and squeaking, Mum gets newspaper rolled up to try to scare it into the open to dispatch it, cat has other ideas and chases and teases the poor thing into corners, out of corners, up the kitchen, down the kitchen, behind Freckles cage, INTO Freckles cage, so Mum drags Freckles out not wanting her to gobble it as her evening snack, rat runs out after her, Mum shoves Freckles back in now empty cage, Bobby gets in on the act and tries to catch rat, misses and it runs into the corner behind the wool winders, Mum scoops Bobby up and deposits him in his puppy run, cat catches rat and plays with it again, cage is moved to allow Mum access to rat, knitting machine is moved, chair is moved, coffee table is moved, Peter rings back 'have you got that rat sorted yet', 'no, but cat has caught it again and is biting, Hmm, not moving now, Ok, dead rat is better than live rat' Peter laughs, Rio starts to devour rat in front of Mums eyes, now only headless rat, Mum chats to Peter ignoring cat, dogs both fixated on rat and cat, mum looks back and only half a rat now, carries on chatting, looks back - where did that go?
? Not even a tail left! Just entrails. Peter says 'will you be OK' Mum says 'sure, I've cleared up worse than rat guts' Then a smell hits her nose - 'I recognise that smell........................ puppy poo' Bobby's excitement got the better of him and he wasn't able to wait! Vinyl gloves and kitchen roll to the fore, disinfectant to follow, both deposits removed and binned. What a night!!!!
