The rat was in an old shoe, and it actually was pretty cute. But as I remarked on this, he reminded me of all of the diseases that rats carry so I wouldn't get emotional.
In preparation, he went to a safe and pulled out a gun. He had to defend himself.
He scooped the rat in a bag, and he took it outside. He banged it on the ground, and the rat died instantly.
"I kinda still want to shoot it."
"No, that will make a big mess."
And that is the story of how I aided a murder.