G’day!
Be careful, don’t go picking up any rabid rabbits now, or I’ll send in the...what? SAS maybe?
Seriously...I understand these obsessional animal rescuers, my own mother was one. We had a house full of furry creatures, and birds that couldn’t fly and orphaned sheep...the last thing this woman would have been thinking of was some hideous brain-rotting disease, all she would have wanted was to protect it and feed it. It’s some form of rampant nurturing instinct imo.
You don’t send armed men to a scene like that, you send in some people who can help, and kindly explain. But methinks that moment has passed in the US.
It’s almost like that on FR now, can’t offer an opposing opinion without being howled down and torn to shreds.
These are the times that test men’s souls, I’m thinking.