So, I was helping my mom in the backyard today. She has a fountain that sit's on the ground, which is hollow underneath. We were moving it onto the porch from the yard. Apparently, a rat burrowed underneath and set up a nest for it's newborn baby rats.
Now, my mom and I decided that we had to kill them, otherwise she would have a rat problem soon. So, I told her to go inside, and I grabbed a large rock. I then threw it down on top of them. I heard them sqeaking in pain and terror. So, I picked it back up and did it again, hoping to kill them quickly. I still heard more squeaks. So I picked up the rock and bashed at the pile repeatedly until I heard nothing. The poor things were in pieces.
The thing is, I can't get the image of the innocent babies just chilling there, no hair yet and their eyes not even open. Then the image of their tattered bodies and the sounds of their squeaks of pain keep haunting me. I feel like a monster. It was something that had to be done, so I "manned up" and did it, even though I didn't want to. I just can't get those images out of my head now.
So, I guess the point of this thread is to get this off my chest, and maybe to see if anybody else has had any experiences like this and has any advice for me.
