We had a rat in our garden last week.
I dug it out and killed it.
I’m torn between pride at overcoming my fear and actually getting rid of what is a fast-breeding and disease-ridden pest, and deep guilt over taking a life. I really do feel awful about it. It was a big bugger – we weighed it. It was just under 2lbs.
I would have trapped it and released it in woodland, but it is actually illegal to release a rat into the wild in the UK. And I also feared getting bitten, if the truth be told – an angry, frightened rat could probably make mincemeat of your fingers.