My vegetarian guilt

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I’m presiding over a tiny genocide in my home. We’ve had the cutest invasion of mice. We were catching them in humane traps and releasing them alive, but now they’re breeding and the babies are appearing everywhere. I caught this one sitting in our dog’s bed. She has absolutely no interest in dealing with them.

baby-mouse-in-hands

I’m vegetarian because I love animals. I can’t even bring myself to squash insects. I believe that they’re all entitled to a life and it’s just not right for me to take that from them. Not if I don’t have to.

But now I can’t catch these little critters quickly enough. Not now they’re having babies. So I had to put my conscience aside and call a pest control guy. We fixed up the places where they were getting in from outside and he’s put poison down for them.

I’m a very, very guilty vegetarian.

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