little ratte

(I would like to read how you treat little ratte. If you want, you can create a story. I would be happy to read it.)
You were sitting at home, it was raining outside, you were sitting in your room and minding your own business, a few minutes later the rain stopped and the sun came out, you went to tell your mom that you were going for a walk, you grabbed a club by the front door, you left the apartment and walked, you went down the stairs and came out, you went for a walk, about an hour passed, you started to go home, you were walking to your house but then you noticed a box next to the front door of the building, you opened the box and there was a small tank lying there, it looked at you

ratte: don't eat me or at least don't make a scene , he said with a trembling voice and closed his eyes and began to tremble with fear

(it all depends on your choice)

He is a metal tank with eyes.