My hamster made more mess than I thought a little rodent should. It also put its two tiny rat teeth into my finger when I tried to pet it. It was probably less than a week later that I put baby powder into its cage... so it would die. 20-25 years later, my daughter loves cats. She would sneak stray kittens into my home. One day I became very angry and proceeded to smash one with a table and hit it in the head with rocks. She rescued the poor thing and it lived to be a neighbor's pet. I remember kicking another one across a parking lot. It flipped for about two minutes and I never saw it again. I love animals when they love me, but as soon as I see a change in behavior... our friendship is done! Gotta go now.