We were sitting around the kitchen table, gazing out at the green and the chickens heading off to bed and Erika said "look, there's a rabbit for Laurence's dinner" (Laurence particularly likes rabbit caserole).  I shot it and its friend just sat there, waiting, so I shot it too and Erika went home with dinner for the whole family!

What can I say, except I'm obviously a crack shot?  I feel a bit uncomfortable about killing things, in that whatever the creature is, it's just doing its own thing, minding its own business and then I go and shoot it.  But, if it's a rabbit, then I want to keep the population fairly low, since they eat a lot of grass and in too large numbers can become a problem.  Opossums are easy - I'll run them over, chase them with lumps of wood, whatever I have to hand, since they do so much damage to the bush around us - but then again, they're just doing what they do to live too.  I love my cows, but I still send them off on trucks when their time comes.  One day I'll be dead too.