Ugh, yes. Harvey goes outdoors once in a while (it scares me to death but I have to admit that it's a quiet street, the neighbors are animal-friendly, and all the alley cats are s/n, so I'm willing to squirm a little so he can have a chance to go out and run around sometimes), and unfortunately he developed quite a rat habit this summer. He would deposit fully intact dead rats right at the door.
I appreciate his attempts to contribute to the family resources, but really - YUCK! And poor little rats! And what made him think I needed his help anyway, since I'm the only one around there with opposable thumbs and the ability to open cans?
On the other hand, I'd still rather see the rat population kept under control that way than by poisoning or whatever.