I was in Tesco earlier and on my way out I saw a man going to get a trolly. It's been raining steadily all day so the trollies were all wet, my one was dry because I took it from one of the few sheltered trolly areas and I'd also just done a load of shopping (well one bag's worth). I said to him "here have mine, it's probably drier than the other ones." (or something like that) and he said "thanks" (or it might've been "thank you", he at least used some word(s) to express grattitude). I thought to myself 'there's my good deed for the day.
But then I remembered that I'd done 3 and a half hours of volunteer work for the British Red Cross earlier. I'd destroyed the good/evil balance in the world.
And that's why I drowned that kitten.