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Jose Jones
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- Nov 22, 2000
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I was reading about your favorite animals in another thread. It just got me to thinking about how beautiful all life is- all things, really- but in particular, the animals that crawl or swim or fly about our lovely little planet.
And then I wondered about killing animals. And respect for life. Have you ever murdered an animal? I am not talking about hunting or fishing where you eat the animal, I am talking about killing for no reason. Senselessly taking the life of another creature.
North America's favorite marsupial. May I make a confession of a childhood crime?
A friend of mines dad trapped nutrea when I was a little boy. He used those nasty traps that clamp onto the poor creature's foot leaving the animal to suffer there until killed by another animal or taken by the trapper.
Well, we got one of those things and set it up in woods behind our house. I think we were about 9 or 10 years old- we lived in Slidell, LA. We left our trap in the woods. I can't remember if it was that day or the next, but I went to the trap to check it. There was a 'possom caught in it.
What to do with it? She was almost dead? I released the trap and brought her home by the tail. I took her into the back yard and bashed her skull in with a hammer. Can't say I felt too good about it- it was so pointless. The worst part of it was when I looked in her pouch and saw those little 'possoms. I didn't know what to do! All I knew was me and my friend had done something really really stupid. I was too ashamed to tell my parents and I didn't want to kill the babies with the hammer.
I dug a hole and stuck the possum and her babies in it and buried it. I remember it in detail now. It was a Sunday in summer. Digging that hole, the sweat dripping off my forehead. It felt like sin.
And then I wondered about killing animals. And respect for life. Have you ever murdered an animal? I am not talking about hunting or fishing where you eat the animal, I am talking about killing for no reason. Senselessly taking the life of another creature.
North America's favorite marsupial. May I make a confession of a childhood crime?
A friend of mines dad trapped nutrea when I was a little boy. He used those nasty traps that clamp onto the poor creature's foot leaving the animal to suffer there until killed by another animal or taken by the trapper.
Well, we got one of those things and set it up in woods behind our house. I think we were about 9 or 10 years old- we lived in Slidell, LA. We left our trap in the woods. I can't remember if it was that day or the next, but I went to the trap to check it. There was a 'possom caught in it.
What to do with it? She was almost dead? I released the trap and brought her home by the tail. I took her into the back yard and bashed her skull in with a hammer. Can't say I felt too good about it- it was so pointless. The worst part of it was when I looked in her pouch and saw those little 'possoms. I didn't know what to do! All I knew was me and my friend had done something really really stupid. I was too ashamed to tell my parents and I didn't want to kill the babies with the hammer.
I dug a hole and stuck the possum and her babies in it and buried it. I remember it in detail now. It was a Sunday in summer. Digging that hole, the sweat dripping off my forehead. It felt like sin.