There was a rat in the polytunnel, I was very unhappy [understatement] because it was taking one bite out of all of the toms I was supposed to be seed saving form. I was all gung-ho to kill it, the rat trap was set up, it eventually caught it, and it was dispatched by the polytunnel owner, mostly because I couldnt work out a way of getting it out without it running away because I couldnt find a suitable inplement to break its neck in the trap.
Yesterday went up there to turn the compost, and halfway through heard this tiny sqeaky noise, turned out to be a nest of rats, they were all babies, pink and squirmy, hadn't opened their eyes, so I collected them all up, finished turning the compost, and put them back.
How come I can quite happily contemplate killing an adult one, and only be stopped because of no idea how to catch the damn thing, but I can't kill a load of baby ones that are going to grow into big ones that'll probably eat more tomatoes? I am such a wuss.
Yesterday went up there to turn the compost, and halfway through heard this tiny sqeaky noise, turned out to be a nest of rats, they were all babies, pink and squirmy, hadn't opened their eyes, so I collected them all up, finished turning the compost, and put them back.
How come I can quite happily contemplate killing an adult one, and only be stopped because of no idea how to catch the damn thing, but I can't kill a load of baby ones that are going to grow into big ones that'll probably eat more tomatoes? I am such a wuss.
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