MikeTalbot wrote:I do not hunt. Used to but a strange thing happened during the war. My lieutenant was angry with a villager who was blatently lying to us so rather than shoot the man (which I know he wanted to do) he shot the man's burro.
The poor little critter gave out a wheeze and expired. It bothered me a lot for some reason. I haven't shot at an animal since. Don't rule it out - if the kids get hungry hell I'll shoot a Dolphin if I must. But only if I must.
Tried to explain to my grandaughter why the deer in her neighbor's truck had an arrow sticking out of it. ("I think it is sick Pawpaw...") Yep, very.
But I don't object to other folks hunting. Just lost my desire to do it.
Talbot
I dont underdstand the need to kill animals (as sport). I saw a vid of some ass-holes, who cornered a cougar in a tree, and shot it with a cross bow. (5 yards up) . The poor animal crouched, blood poured out of him like a tap, , he fell out.
The whole thing makes me sick... I cant tell you how many times I want to absolutely beat the sh*t out of these amateur hunters...
I absolutely detest most adult humans...and there are days when I feel that their lives are worth less than the animals' lives. I really dont understand why I feel that way...but I do... and I think it has something to do with compassion and empathay for the underdogs of life.