He threw the rat from his shoulder and it ran over and bit the HVAC tech on the leg
We had a three-pound rat our father had bought for us when we were little. When we moved out of the house, my father told us one of us had to take the rat with them. He wasn’t the owner of the rat, and he would not care for it when we left. I didn’t want the rat, and neither did my brother. My father handed us the cage and said to duke it out. I took the rat into the basement where he ran around freely and left him there. He had his own play area that was enclosed with a wood fence. A week later, dad called, and he was furious. He had the HVAC technician at the house, and the man nearly had a heart attack. I asked what that had to do with my brother and I. Dad wanted to know where the rat was? I told him I had put him in his play area and I would pick him up in a week or so. That’s when he told me the HVAC tech found our pet rat. It had chewed through the fence, and it jumped down on the HVAC technician when he was trying to repair the furnace. The HVAC technician jumped up and hit his head on the ductwork. He threw the rat from his shoulder and it ran over and bit the HVAC tech on the leg. The good part is that the HVAC technician will be fine, but he would be in the hospital overnight. Since the rat bit the HVAC technician, he would be captured and tested for rabies.