Epilogue on the Rat in my Kitchen Incident
For anyone that was wondering what became of The Poor Rat, we only just discovered its fate. Our landlords son (age 18) killed it. With a hammer. Can’t say I’m so bothered, he did cost me a lot of money in fruit (and olive oil).
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Awww, poor Basil!