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>we were not the only ones living in that suburb
>though all our neighbors were old couples
>one had am extremely manicured lawn
>he would spend hours on it
>though je had a soft spot for my dog
>he would let her roll around in it all she wanted
>another neighbor had a vast and bounteous garden
>every year she gave us jam
>she let us pick crabapples and berries from her bushes and trees
>yum
>another neighbor had a prarie in his backyard
>it was a beautiful little microcosm
>animals loved it
>but they didn't necessarily love the animals
>the prarie couple set traps and exterminated the creatures that liked to live there
>im sure a couple of my dad's racoons and possums wound up poisoned
>it makes me sad
>when taking out the compost today, i looked over at their yard
>i wondered how many animals they had killed in their pursuit of perfection
>how many possum lives equal the weight of their lives
>they murder animals in cold blood
>im not a hippy
>but i also don't think killing things for no reason is good
>how can they live with themselves, with the weight of all those souls on their conscience
>what makes them so different from a murderer in jail who kills out of passion
I don't know. That's all I really had to say. Sorry for taking up your time
