Think I have told the story before about a farm house in Derbyshire we went to. The old boy was a hoarder and was living and sleeping in one chair. The house was full of rats, he was buying sacks of dog food to feed em. He died of a heart attack on front door step and the rats eat the skin off his face. When we turned up to deal with the rats we opened the front door and they all came running thinking it was feeding time. We walked straight out and drove back to Lancashire for the terriers.
Last year I went to an old couples house in Bolton, she was feeding the rats, had a family of em l