kontextmaschine:

me: Badger I’m glad you only kill the ugly brown+grey ones but the birds are our friends, I wish you’d hunt more rodents

Badger: ::leaves a field mouse for me to find when I wake up::

me: see there you go

Badger: ::jumps in the window while I’m playing vidya to drop off a whole-ass rat::

me: holy shit

Badger: oh hey here’s a mouse with its spine broken so it’s still trying to pull itself around by its front arms like a desert straggler in a newspaper comic

Badger: it can’t live, but it’s not dead yet and now you have to deal with it

Badger: kthxbai I’m going out the window, maybe don’t pass judgment on what I kill if you can’t back it up