Segmented

That ratty man was crawling towards the kitchen counter. He was tip-toeing successfully, but was being watched. His sharp snout, severe ears, and dry grey fur were followed by a segmented, fleshy long tail. Yuck! I’ve always hated to watch him. This instance made it no different. It just affirmed my belief that rats are male, and mice are female. I had no choice, but to boil in disgust and fear. I stood on my bed watching his ugly tail swish about. I could not stop him, for I would I have had to get close enough to smell him for that. So, I decided to watch him, devour him, and let him walk to death. Then, I can ask my maid to throw him in to the street dust bin.