Where do these things come from?!?

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Okay, these things are being killed; daily! constantly! without mercy! How is this a good idea, strategically speaking, unless there is one big ass marauder being held in the wings for the end-game?

Dang, I am greeted every morning by multiple kills, enemy depletion, bad karma! Before breakfast!

I kinda feel bad, but not as bad as I feel when I don't kill sat least one a day, or when my possessions gets compromised by little sharp, gnawing rodent teeth! I am a reluctant general in this war... Really, if they would just go away with their feces and Hanta virus and germs and nastiness, I would cease and desist.

But, I must soldier on! These are rodents we are talking about! Vermin! Scourge! Black death carriers and evidence of poor housekeeping! Even my chickens know enough to kill them when they appear!

I don't want to have a trap notched with a million kills! I don't want to think about little blind naked mouselings with non-returning parents dying of thirst and hunger!

They are forcing my hand, my cruel, survivalistic, them-against-me hand!

It sometimes sucks to be higher up the food/synaptic chain...