How did this rat die? Oh, that would be through the mighty hand and brute strength of Emery, our domestique. How did Emery kill it? Rat death was created Samurai-style with the end of a cleaning device. Emery yelled, "MADAME, STAND BACK!", quickly unsheathed his broom, let out a warrior cry and struck the rat on the head...thus creating a gruesome little carcass in the stairwell outside our door.
Am I thrilled we had a rat near our home? No...But aren't there magic little anti-rodent capsules you can throw at rats that send them painlessly to a cheese-filled afterlife? Oh well, I don't mean to seem ungrateful. Thank you Emery for saving me from the big Congo rat. May it rest in peace.