years ago when I was 18. There was a rabbit in my backyard. It wasn't hurting anybody, but as a dumb kid I chucked a big rock at it. I crushed its back legs. The poor thing wasn't dead and must've been in a lot of pain. I felt terrible. My friend was with me and we decided the humane thing to do was to find it and put it out of its misery. We found a board. I located it and bashed it over the head until it was dead. I still feel bad about it.