I've lived in the country my entire life, my grandfather was a shepherd, my father and his brothers poached for enough to eat when they were kids.I have served my country and have made sure the other guy has gone down so that I get home. As a part of my job I routinely have to kill birds, almost on a daily basis, I also have to kill mice/rats and a variety of other vermin, when I do so I make sure it's with a single blow, or neck dislocation. Scalding something to death for no other reason than you feel like it would be intersting is below contempt.
Idiot. I scalded it to death because the hot coffee was as I stated what I had handy. Perhaps you should consider a reading comprehension course.
I'd have asked it to stay put while I went and gotten a club. but somehow since it had spotted me already I dont think it would have listened.
Besides that even if I had and managed to smash it to death then I'd have rat innards to clean up. Which I am quite glad I didnt have to do. Nor did I have to worry about playing hide and seek had it escaped.
In the end I really dont care how a rat dies in my home though. So long as it dies.
Speaking of humane. Ever see an animal die from rat poison? Or how humane really are those sticky traps?
Gimme a break