Smell a rat? You're flying Qantas

Alex Yamakazi - Monday, 14 July, 2003 - 15:43:59 - print it raw

A Sydney rat has recently proved that you can get to heaven in a Boeing 747. The enterprising rodent was first spotted aboard a Qantas flight around a month ago. The plane has subsequently been in and out of service amid safety fears caused by the possibility of the rat chewing into aircraft components. Despite conventional methods of pest control including poisoned baits, traps and sticky mats the flying rat continued to make appearances as the plane travelled around the country. Last Thursday Qantas called in the big guns to end the adventurous rat's airborne escapades. The 747 was filled with carbon dioxide, thus starving the rodent of oxygen. When the plane was unsealed the deceased drifter was removed. Vale a long tailed adventurer of the friendly skies.

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