No, really, it did. The little bastard snuck in the gap under my back door, and instead of just chewing through the power cable and having done with it, decided to work his way right underneath and short out the motor, killing both himself AND the fridge in the process. Thanks little dude. Still, at least the smell of rotting rodent kept any other would-be kamikaze twats having another go for a while. Of course with the internal light still operational, it took me weeks to deduce the bloody thing wasn't working. And I though Utterly Butterly was SUPPOSED to be that soft. Meh.
