When a bigger dog gets old and ready to die, they sometimes have the urge to walk away from all they know, lay down, and die alone. Looks like this rat just died trying to find its next meal. How noble. (Not that I personally value traditional perceptions of nobility.)
I was told there was rat poison in that basement. Still an interesting story-to me at least. I should probably scoop it up with some cardboard before bacteria and other animals get to it.
Reminds me of the movie, Dinner with Schmucks.
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