Yesterday I rescued a vole - on my sitting room floor. Well, when I say "rescued"... I prolonged it's life by 24 hours, because it had some pretty distinctive markings, and I'm quite sure it was the same vole that was served up for me this morning by the cat, this time dead.
The official death toll is now 15 voles and an unknown number of flies. I don't mind the flies being picked off one by one, but the voles are kind of cute - which shouldn't really be a factor in determining whether a life is worth preserving. (Actually, the flies aren't hurting anybody, whereas the voles are probably living off the crops of the local farmer, causing him a financial loss. Oh, and now I'm beginning to value lives in terms of financial gain or loss... Great... I'm not gaining any karma points, am I?)