The live and let live in relation to a mosquito piercing my flesh does go out the window when I reflexively slap at the point of pain leaving a flat skeeter and a droplet of my blood smeared on my skin. And a mouse entering my home does so at its own peril but, for the meeses, I am exonerated because the executioner is a cat living in my abode. The cat is not bound by my preference to live life steeped in the warm tea of Ahimsa thus does cat things including killing meese.
