Well, there are a lot of things, mostly having to do with how people treat other people.  But this is about how people treat some animals.

Now, I realize that parts of San Antonio have varmint problems.  Squirrels are everywhere, Olmos Park is completely overrun with raccoons, and then there's possums and skunks.  I've seen coyotes up in the northwest off Tezel Road..  I understand the need to control these critters.  Furthermore, I have nothing against trapping as a means of control.  Heck, when I was younger I made lots of money from trapping fur-bearing varmints and taking the pelts to the furrier who came to town every other Friday during fur season.

People like to use cage traps because, I guess, they think steel traps are inhumane.  Maybe they are.  Something else that's inhumane is leaving an animal in a cage trap until it dies of dehydration.  I guess people are too wimpy to dispose of a pest swiftly and humanely, so they just leave it in the trap until it dies, and then throw it in the trash.  Disgusting.  Have the 'nads to finish it off so it doesn't suffer through three or four days of ravenous thirst before it finally dies.

One other thing:  when I find a trapped animal in someone's backyard, I release it.  Those animals are not caught during the daytime (except for squirrels).  They are nocturnal and are trapped during the night.  If you have traps set, you check them first thing in the morning and dispatch any varmint that was caught.  Check them before you leave for work, before you take your morning shower.  Turn on the coffee pot and go check the trap.  Finish that poor beast off so it doesn't have to suffer.  You don't leave them in there until you think they're dead enough to throw out four or five days later.

I have found far too many animals dead in an allegedly "humane" cage trap.  Including squirrels.  That's why I release them.  If you don't have the guts to take care of them quickly, leave them alone.

Also, if you are going to set a steel trap, a word advice.  You aren't going to catch anything with a steel trap set in the wide open, on top of the ground, without any bait in sight.  The 'coons are just going sit on your fence and laugh at you all night long.  All you're going to do is piss off the meter reader when he climbs down off your fence and nearly steps in it.  And you're liable to discover that your steel trap has mysteriously been sprung and hung from a rafter on your back porch.