I worked in one mine out in the desert where the chief geo only hired female field assistants. I'm sure he had his reasons.
Their break room was a donger, a steel sea-container with windows. Among the wildlife was the odd feral cat, basically household moggies that had escaped and gone bush at some stage, bred and frighteningly doubled in size, and were doing quite a good job of reducing the native bird and marsupial life. The girls had found a clutch of kittens, christ knows what became of the the mother, and had adopted them.
Now there was an underground geo called Travis, and though he didn't have the attitude of a prick, he did so many prick-like things that you had to come the conclusion that he was a prick.
One day Travis comes into the girls' donga (no sniggering in the back, Thomkins!) and sees the feral kittens playing in the corner while the girls are having their sandwiches. He leaves, get a wooden picket from his trayback landcruiser, re-enters the donger, and proceeds to bludgeon all of them to death in front of the horrified girls who aren't quick enough to restrain him.
I talked to him later, basically "What the fuck, Travis?". But in his mind he was just killing some feral animals the same as most blokes do if given the opportunity. Helping the environment. Not an ounce of remorse.
( cumquat may will not be commenting further on the allegations, Thu 18 Jul 2013, 20:36, 4 replies)

One man's feral animal
is another man's haute cuisine.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Thu 18 Jul 2013, 22:57, closed)

On Australian visit, I wasn't sure if the frog in the moonlight was the infamous Cane Toad
So, I hurriedly opened the wildlife guide, which assured me that Cane Toads look completely dissimilar to Australian frogs. As a tourist, though, I had no idea what Australian frogs looked like. So, I reluctantly let it go, and settled for massacring native wildlife by driving aimlessly around on remote roads after dark.
(Perv With A Dog had his eyes pecked out by scrub jays on, Fri 19 Jul 2013, 7:10, closed)

I had exactly the same experience with aboriginals and dingos.
But I just bludgeoned the fella with a tyre iron because I fancy Jenny Agutter.
( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Fri 19 Jul 2013, 8:14, closed)

Pffft.
"donger"
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Fri 19 Jul 2013, 12:52, closed)