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My boy Henry is a great mouser. He gives them a shake and then gobbles them down like a little furry, piece of steak.
Nature can be cruel, red in tooth and claw, but there is a certain austere, dark beauty in the ruthless struggle for survival in a world utterly indifferent to the fate of the individual, wherein animals do what they can do without the ability to comprehend or empathize with the fate of their prey. Indeed, they would not survive if they could. Observing the stark realities of the behavior of the other animals, we learn much about our own. It is often not pretty, but it is what it is.
I used to be dead set against hunting, but I changed my mind because hunting doesn't even come close to the cruelty of factory farming, the mass production of animals for human consumption. At least animals who have been shot by a hunter experienced a normal and free life. For myself, I feel like Justine Moeller, but I can see Nikki's side too. As far as a person actually watching any animal torture another animal and merely stand by unmoved when they could intervene.... that I will never understand.
Seanna eats flies. Sage jumps up for her and knocks them down and she finishes them off. They also eat left over rabbit guts left by the door from the cat sometimes when they're quicker than me. But regular outsdoor stuff, they just chase. Seanna does the same thing as Frosty with the moles-- just keeps 'um cornered until I can get there and let them loose. But then she looks at me like "what did you do THAT for?". Good thing is her attention span is so short she forgets about it quickly and moves on. I wouldn't let them kill anything if I could help it. I'd be mortified.
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