RATS.... really

After thinking about it, I guess I shouldn't have been too surprised that a large mouse / small rat is in our apartment (I say "is" because we still haven't found it).  I was going to the bathroom to brush my teeth and it surprised me (I'm sure I surprised it).  I jumped and gave my best Jackie Chan kung fu yell (Angela said it was a scream, but she doesn't know kung fu).  It ran under the bed and I quickly left the bedroom and shut the door.  Oh how I dreaded telling Angela we had a "rat" in the bedroom.  Well I did and she took it better than I thought.  We both went in the bedroom and yelled (more kung fu) and beat on the bed.  It scurried out of the room so fast neither one of us could tell where it went.  For the next hour, we took brooms and beat the furniture and the curtains to no avail.  We felt good telling ourselves that it ran to one of the other unused bedrooms, so we closed all the doors.  We finally went to bed at 11:30 pm "convinced" that we were not going to have company during the night.  Today our maintenance guy brought over some rat poison.  While passing it to me he said, "we are are different from you, we are animal friendly", implying that the they live in harmony with the rats...sure.