It's a dirty business, but somebody's gotta do it ! I hate the thought of killing things that have a right to a life as much as I do, BUT sometimes sacrifice to the gods of growing need to be made. It is HOW the sacrifice is done. Scrabbling around on the ground has now become part of the ritual. I crawl along the paths in the lotty, peering under leaves, plucking with distaste at the tiny crawling pests and shuddering with horror at the wild life and death struggles going on in my food plot ! I find that there is really NOTHING I can do about pests. If I want organic garden produce, then I find that one for me and three for them is the casualty rate.