I killed a buzzing thing

[jack]

I killed a buzzing thing. It was mortally wounded and flying in little circles on the surface of the table, so I felt I had to put it out of its misery, but I don't want to kill anything. OK, buzzing things about a millimetre across feel like they don't count, but illogically being about a centimetre feels over some threshold.

Maybe my career as a vampire slayer is not ordained. Though I don't know, vampires known to be evil come in the same category as plague-carrying mosquitoes, "Sorry bub, but its you or me."