I’m weird – I apologize to wasps that get on the porch before I kill them with poison. I feel bad for them but at the same time, well, they’ve invaded my space and they don’t take clues on when to leave.
Still, I apologize. I know it’s a consciousness there. But I also know they’re a threat and getting stung hurts. So, I make myself priority. My potential pain vs their life. I’m not crazy about it, but I do it.