"I don't like something, so I'm gonna kill it. UGG"
Oh goddddd I WISH it was as simple as "I don't like something". Seriously. That doesn't even cover a tiny fraction of it.
I'm honest to god terrified of them. Like the whole world stops spinning, heart pounding through my ribcage, completely shaking with fear. You could offer me £1,000,000 in cash right now, and I genuinely could not catch one in order to take it outside.
The only way I've been able to cope is that "fight or flight" instinct kicking in and if someone is there to deal with it, I get the fuck away from it but if not, I kill it from a distance with a long swifer or hairspray.
I absolutely know it's cruel and I absolutely wish I didn't have to do it, but if I "lose it" I will be wide awake all night, sitting on the sofa with boots on and my hood up, anxiety through the roof until it's dead. Yes it's cruel. So is the unnecessary suffering and pain animals are put through to give us halal meat and milk.