A horrible story. Poor baby half eaten by rats, hard to imagine.
Way back yonder while I was in high school, I happened to see a painting of a baby lying face down in a crib, its arm extended through the bars of the crib (this was before bumper pads) and its hand missing with blood dripping from the stump. (It was an amateur sentivity-raising painting.)In the background was a large rat. I have never been able to get that image out of my head and this just brings it back vividly, only worse. I've never even seen a sewer rat in real life. This is the stuff of nightmares. Should the parents have known rats were around?