They are feeder mice, meant for my snake, but I couldn't kill them. Nature, or no nature, I couldn't do it. I can't kill anything at all these days. Not even ants. So now we have some pet mice that like to squash each other. :3
I've thought a lot about death this weekend. What does it mean? What vacates the body? Does a mouse have a soul? Do I have a soul?
Please don't try to give me answers to these questions. I'm aware that one cannot really know.
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