People actually DO that? Try to slip in free advertising? Geez.
'Kay, I'm gonna look up that Earth Kind site for my ex-husband's house (he lives in this POS trailer on the Fairgrounds because he's the caretaker there; we call it the "Homeless Shelter" or "Youth Hostel" because that man is just TOO kind, and you never know who you're going to be stepping over in sleeping bags or accidentally sitting on buried in couches... no drugs involved, but sometimes... not often... some of these people are drunk... usually, they just stayed way into the night playing those Guitar Hero games or whatever, or they have nowhere else to go... and many of them call me "Mom"...... sounds like a freaking hillbilly story, I know, but we're talking about college students, who are anywhere from white, straight, black, Indian, Hispanic, gay... male or female... way outlandishly WEIRD to way NOT... super liberal tree-huggers to super-scary Christian Right).
Meanwhile, mice are running around, and some of us (like my daughter Rachel) have become the "hunters" (because the three dogs are the most chickensh-- animals you ever saw, and we're not really a "cat" family), and it actually HURTS when we find them on those sticky things Glenn used to use, especially when they're still alive and trying to chew off their feet, so he doesn't use them anymore. Rachel still feels guilty, after two years, about catching a mouse and putting it in one of the empty dumpsters by the Fairgrounds shop, knowing it would die from starvation.
There is no guilt involved with wolf spiders or ants or any kind wasps or hornets, though.
