I agree mostly. The part about “pesting is not to be enjoyed” to me doesn’t sit right, with me anyway. To carefully aim and that pellet lands precisely in an ethical kill zone to me gives enjoyment, or at least a good feeling of accomplishment. But I’m thinking you sort of meant that without saying it specifically.
After they have ruined my trucks hood liner and eating the into the firewall sound barrier... It feels dam good getting rid of the troublemaker. No second chance there. Or we get a crazed squirrel that has to drop every single douglas fir cone from our trees around the driveway.
The mice , moles I catch and what's left of the bunny's and chipmunks the cat ate , I feed to the crow. Circle of life.
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