Sighting

So I was downstairs having a beer and a cigarette and generally minding my own business, when all of a sudden I notice some movement out of the corner of my eye.

And a rat sneakily (well, it was attempting to be sneaky) crawled across the floor and out into the backyard. It wasn't huge, as rats go, but still.

For a split second, I had a mental image of it cooking me up a simple, homely Italian dish which would bring back warm memories of childhood. Then I realized that this was real life and not a Pixar animation, and it would more likely give me the Black Plague than cook me ratatouille, and went, "Fuck."

I need to get me some rat traps, pronto.