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If that’s what passes for a rat in the Eromasciverse, humanity is in big trouble…
You’ve obviously never met Admiral Whiskers.
I was about to say, I worked as a night watchman in my youth at a seafood warehouse with rats. Big rats. Rats that gave you a look that said “What the fuck you looking at, bitch?” if they caught you eyeballing them. I carried a .22 pistol at the time that I got to be pretty good at, because if you didn’t drop a rat with one shot, they would make you regret it.
I think I may be going off seafood….
You make it sound like the rat was as big as a standard house cat.
You would be right in your assessment.