Er... I used to belong to PETA...

...15 years ago in highschool that is. I remember getting stickers in the mail and being mortified by the thought of animals being subjected to pain or discomfort.

But life changes ya... Tonight my husband and I shot a porcupine that woolfie was after. I held the stick to keep the dog away while my husband shot it... twice. We looked at each other, smiled, and said, "Good job honey." and walked back to the house out of breath, triumphant that Anu didn't get any needles in her face and that we spared ourselves a trip to the vet.

Ugh. I should be ashamed of myself.

Anu