It seems even Morris (you remember Morris our cat) has been so distraught lately, he decided to leave Sylvia a little treat, in her bathroom, last night. [He's such a good boy!]
Sylvia has never experienced anything quite like that before, and I thought her reaction was a little unusual, if not comical.
Instead of picking the rat up, and throwing it in the trash, like I would have done (fortunately Morris did kill the rat), she picked up the rug the rat was lying on, and carried it outside to the drive way. She then proceeded to sweep it (yes, with a broom) down the entire driveway into the middle of the street.
(Keep in mind this was very early in the morning, before the sun came out, and even before I went to work.)
It boggles the mind, why she didn’t just carry it all the way to the middle of the street?
Can you imagine what the sight of a little old woman sweeping a rat down the driveway, into the street, looked like?
My only hope is the neighbors weren’t watching. I’m trying not to think about what their reaction might have been! 
Aunt Sylvia is as bad as John. John is so squeemish that he uses a shovel to pick up dead rats in the HOUSE!
And one time he covered up one with a paper towel before he touched it with the shovel. I wouldn’t be surprised he if taped off the crime scene.
Not that we have rats running through the house, the cats bring them in through the doggie door and like to show they are superior to the dogs.