The world took a couple days off to laugh and smile at what came to be known as Pizza Rat (which is also a rejected name for Chuck E. Cheese), and we all knew we would have let him on the train with us if we saw him. Unfortunately, rats are particularly hard to follow up with, so nobody really knows what became of the hungry and highly practical rodent.
Unfortunately, we have a pretty good idea: Pizza Rat was probably exterminated, and then another 10 rats took his place. New York is so knee-deep in rats right now that New Yorkers have put their city dogs to work killing them in organized rat hunts.
William Reyna, R.A.T.S.
Westminster champion by day, Splinter killer by night.
And, keep in mind -- these are New Yorkers. They wear all-black ensembles and breathe grit every time they leave their tiny closet apartments. For New Yorkers to get worked up enough about vermin to make 24,000 rat-related complaints to a specific rat-related hotline, you know the problem is bad. One woman discovered a colony of roughly 200 rats in her local park, calling it "the Burning Man of rats," a title previously held by Burning Man.