Every place has "vermin" and it is interesting how it varies. In SA the farmers would shoot the baboons and my dad would chase the vervet monkeys away. The first time I saw a gray squirrel in Surrey, it was exciting and then my uncle appeared with a BB gun.
Of course I understand that there are too many deer because there natural predators have been killed, but I still look into their sweet eyes and can't imagine shooting them. But yesterday I was cursing the "little shits" for eating the green tomatoes I was planning on frying for dinner, and I am over the ticks and Lyme disease they are unwittingly helping to spread.
Please just don't shoot them near me.
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