i had a similar experience at work... kind of. we knew that there were mice coming in and eating some of the cookies and what-not laying around, so i went out to get some traps. i'm a vegetarian, so i consider myself somewhat humane, and without thinking it through, quickly rationalized that the glue traps would be more humane than the snapping-face-breaking kind. a few days later, we noticed that there was a little baby mouse stuck in the trap, and IMMEDIATELY i realized that this was FAR from humane (though i tend to be a bit too nice at times) my coworker put it in a little box and he had me take it out to the dumpster. taking it out, i kept thinking about this tiny little baby, stuck, unable to move, the pain of trying to move these limbs that can't move, and were probably cramped and uncomfortable, no food, and straight fear and adrenaline running through it, and the fact that it would die a slow, dark death in a box in a dumpster until someone crushed it with more garbage to death, or just a more painful slow death... i'm pretty sure i could not get that out of my head for a good four days.
just because it's smaller, and doesn't go to work and school every day does not mean that they have no emotions. you can justify they live soley on instinct and not rationalization from thought but sorry, folks - people do too. but like them, in our heads, we don't think, oh, i better follow that evolutionary instinct! ever wonder why you like boobs or hips and ass? it's not that they're hot in lingerie- you're secretly seeing "FERTILE!!" we do what we do without thinking, and put other reasons behind it, as do little mouseys.
here comes another three days thinking about that poor little fuzzy guy. RIP.
Sometimes you have to do whay you have to do
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i had a similar experience at work... kind of. we knew that there were mice coming in and eating some of the cookies and what-not laying around, so i went out to get some traps. i'm a vegetarian, so i consider myself somewhat humane, and without thinking it through, quickly rationalized that the glue traps would be more humane than the snapping-face-breaking kind. a few days later, we noticed that there was a little baby mouse stuck in the trap, and IMMEDIATELY i realized that this was FAR from humane (though i tend to be a bit too nice at times) my coworker put it in a little box and he had me take it out to the dumpster. taking it out, i kept thinking about this tiny little baby, stuck, unable to move, the pain of trying to move these limbs that can't move, and were probably cramped and uncomfortable, no food, and straight fear and adrenaline running through it, and the fact that it would die a slow, dark death in a box in a dumpster until someone crushed it with more garbage to death, or just a more painful slow death... i'm pretty sure i could not get that out of my head for a good four days.
just because it's smaller, and doesn't go to work and school every day does not mean that they have no emotions. you can justify they live soley on instinct and not rationalization from thought but sorry, folks - people do too. but like them, in our heads, we don't think, oh, i better follow that evolutionary instinct! ever wonder why you like boobs or hips and ass? it's not that they're hot in lingerie- you're secretly seeing "FERTILE!!" we do what we do without thinking, and put other reasons behind it, as do little mouseys.
here comes another three days thinking about that poor little fuzzy guy. RIP.