Did I ever tell you guys about when me and a couple of friends chipped in to purchase two Japanese fighting fish? I don't remember what they were called exactly, but we had heard that if two males were in the same tank, they'd inevitably start fighting to the death. When we purchased them, they were removed from small separate tanks of non-seethrough walls, so they wouldn't kill themselves banging against the glass, trying to get the guy in the tank next to them.
Anyway, we went to the local church since a pal of mine had the keys, popped some popcorn, and unleashed the Japanese fighting fish against eachother in the same tank. They were released in separate corners, and instantly started swimming towards eachother. Wow, this is going to be one hell of a fight, we thought. But nay, the first and only thing that happened was that they took some form of grip on eachother, interlocking with their mouths. Then they 'fought' like that for like thirty minutes before we gave up and left them to their destiny. We had tried to provoke a more interesting fight by poking them, dropping stuff down the tank etc, but nothing seemed to work. All in all, it was a waste of money and really boring.
When we returned later that evening, they had stopped fighting, but it hadn't been a fight to the death. Both were pretty battered, but one of them had his fins in *really* bad shape, and was more or less 'crawling' around on the bottom. It seemed that the guy who had won was satisfied with being recognized as the alpha male of the tank, though there were no women around, obviously. They were then fed to the cats of my pal with the church keys, but the cats weren't interested.
For the record, I don't condone animal cruelty either. When kicking the bunny around, I only did so when it approached me, since I didn't want bunny piss-semen on my leg. That's right - it was allowed to hop about freely in the house, and wasn't fixed. Kicking it away from me was for my own protection, not torture.
On the account of fish, I don't count them as animals. Plus, it wasn't our fault that they were arch enemies. Both of them wanted to fight - we just let them have their will be done in respect of their Japanese honor.
The closest thing I've gotten to animal cruelty in my book was trying to shoot birds with an air rifle, but I never hit any since they kept flying around.
) You're free to do whatever you bloody well want, I can't exactly stop you, however I sure as hell am not going to imitate you on the local rabbit population, no matter how numerous they get.
