oh dude same. mine went from unsocialised wildling rescue to pathetic lil sooky floppy baby boy. i dont want to know what i'd do if anyone even raised a hand to him

me: now i create corpse

also me: don't care what happens to corpse once created

tell you a secret: i grew up where there are small mines scattered throughout the countryside, from ye olden day people looking for gold. if someone bothers you you put them in one of those and throw a stick of jelly in on top of them. simultaneous death & burial ☻ efficient and reasonably clean