Shallow grave.
Wish my rodent was imaginary; I had a tug of rat with Moab, the rat's tail-skin stripped off, the shiny naked tail bled on the carpet as the rat tried to flee from us. I took the rat outside and convinced Iris it wouldn't make a good pet now, not with its tail smarting and its internal injuries slowly killing it. I explained we had a choice, it could die slowly or I could kill it fast. We decided I should kill it. I picked it up by its poor naked tail and swung its head hard and fast onto the concrete step to snap its spine.
As it quietly died Iris called it a cutie and admired its perfect little pink feet.
As it quietly died Iris called it a cutie and admired its perfect little pink feet.
Labels: animals, fine thanks, Iris
posted by Susan Harper at
2:52 PM
3 Comments:
Aww... :(
:-(
We've been having a rodent a night, mostly mice and one teenage rat. We put Andy outside with them, shut the cat door and look the other way. In the morning we have entrails.
Our cat is partial to eating the back ends of mice. We find them on the doorstep, eyes closed, little forepaws tucked in - nothing below the waist remains.....
Personally I prefer the "smash with shovel" method. Less visceral somehow - like the difference between a bayonet and a bullet. Actually I prefer "what I don't see will not harm me" to both of those other options.
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