Had a nice cycle of life moment. Found estimates of 4000 mice per hectare currently, and some annoying rats have climbed into the walls of the house and scratch and gnaw and fight so I am trying to get rid of them.
Had the dog's kibble in the garage since I just moved in an was busy unpacking 40+ packing boxes. So you know I found a hole in the bag and rat kibble strewn across the garage as well as discovering mice that were trapped with their rear ends eaten off by morning.
Well I caught Mr. Rat scurrying across the floor and ran to the other side to head him off but he went vertical straight up the garage door. Wife tossed me Mr. Shovel and Mr. Shovel met Mr. Rat and broke his leg.
He fell off then recovered and quick as a flash scurried under the lawn mower.... so you know what happened next
I gave Mr. Rat to my Border Collie puppy who's food it was being stolen and he was as happy as could be and ran off, ate half and buried the rest at the base of a half-struggling willow tree I grew from a cutting.
I got the stolen food nutrients back to the puppy and to the willow tree. Thinking on this brought a big smile to my face.
One down, at least two to go. It got quiet in the house for a day or two but the others got back into it in the walls so Mr. Rat must have been Alpha Rat and now he's gone the others are taking over the old turf.
I had the pleasure of backpacking in Liberia back in the 80's for a sociology class. We got served all the same stuff the locals ate. One of those things included "possum".
Prior to the repatriation of the slaves to liberia, possum was a staple in the culture. After they went back to africa, they found the closest thing they could and named it a possum. It's not a true possum, it's a really big rat. With enough peanut sauce/hot sauce, and enough rice, it was fine.
I prefer smoked rabbit, but in a pinch...
Although, in all fairness, I've never smoked a rat, so I'm sort of comparing apples to oranges.