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I almost had to take a life tonight...

Now that I have your attention. ; ]

Kitty Boo braught me a present this evening, a stunned fledling bird. I thought great and picked it up with paper towels to throw it back outside when it moved.

First thought, Damnit Boo if you are going to catch things, kill them!

Second thought, what do I do now? I can't kill it, its a life.

Third thought...I guess I'll have to wring its neck cause I have no idea where the tree it came from is.

Fourth thought, How could we care for it until its grown enough? Where will we keep it?

Fifth thought, I can't kill it, its a life.

Sixth thought, Damnit Boo, kill the next present please?

Seventh thought, Hunny I have a dilema...

So we ended up making a nest for it out of rat little in a tupperware bowl and a warm potatoe to keep it warm. I watch Voyager and then drove it to the Human Society. Guy there said the bird has a good chance to make it. It was sleeping when I got there, but it sure woke up quick when it heard the kittens meowing...

So good deed done. But still I find myself a bit upset at coming close to the decision and act of taking a life. Could I have done it if it was needed? I know I sure could not have left the bird to die on its own and I couldn't just give it back to Boo...One of those questions I hope I never have to find the answer to, but I am sure I will before I pass.

I guess if I have to ask if I can take a life and am so freaked by it that it doesn't make me a MAN...oh well ; ]