It’s been a while, but I came across a rat that was even more stupid than me so took it home. After a short while I let it go, intermittently toying with it as it tried to play dead – which was a better tactic on the part of my prey, than when it decided to come straight towards me. I was having quite a bit of fun until after about quarter of an hour my slave, on his way back from going to the toilet upstairs, happened to spot me taking an extreme interest in something between his abandoned walking boots. Strangely he didn’t seem to impressed and fairly promptly dispatched my new found friend with a well aimed blow with a crowbar.