10¾ oz, 308g

This morning.

Under ramtops‘ desk.

As dead as a dead thing, and the biggest yet; perpetrator unknown, but the usual suspects may apply.

That’s all.

[ cross-posted from the cats’ blog ]

a question

This morning’s dead rat reminded me indirectly of something I’ve been thinking about posting for a while:

Do you have any sort of abiding horror that you read in a book, or saw in a film or on TV, as a child or adolescent? The sort of thing that haunted you for years and might still give you a queasy feeling years later?

Mine, and I only have the one, is the inside-out cat in Eye in the Sky: that made me feel physically ill with horror, and pity, and revulsion, when I first read it as a teenager. It still drags itself, somehow, impossibly, across the back of my mind today.

[ shudders ]