I put the dogs in the house, got ready for work, handed out pig ears, then went to the car. I checked underneath even though I was sure all the commotion sent the giant rat running for sanctuary, but it was still there. I started the car, checked again: still there. I backed out very slowly (because I didn't want to scrape giant rat guts off my driveway): still there.
I got out of the car and walked toward the giant rat, and it finally had a thought. "Shit," it thought, "I better get out of here really slowly." So it turned toward the jungle-y section between my driveway and Razor's driveway, and started climbing a tree with incredible slowness. I took its picture when it got about 7 feet up (it climbed so damn slow that I had time to unlock the front door and find the camera).
Since the giant rat is clearly not too bright, I'm expecting that tomorrow I'll find giant rat bones and fur in the dog poop. Circle of life.
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