My pup Carlos wanted to go out so I followed him downstairs to open the back door. He ran into the WC downstairs though and started attacking something. I really freaked out and called him back and wondered what the hell it was. My good well behaved little boy did exactly as he was told straightaway and came back behind me revealing a RAT! Arrrgh! I screamed and looked at this humungous rat lying down beside the loo. Both my dogs ran outside and I went over to the rat closer. Its poor little head was bitten and blood gushing out of it. It was still alive and crying in agony. That cry got to me most of the day making me cry out too, every time I remembered it. Although I feel sorry for that rat, I'm so chuffed with my pup Carlos. What a good ratter! His strong little muscly body just steamed right in and got that little critter with no fear at all. My hero Carols! I would never have managed to get that rat out of my house if it had still been alive.