I know some will be apoplectic but I will say it anyway. It is ironic that a guy nearing his own death thought it was necessary to take the life of one of God’s helpless creatures before he goes. What a euphemism. She saw him “take” this beautiful buck.
Tell me, at what age should one contemplate one’s death and quit hunting because of God’s beautiful creatures?
Is God more pleased with vegans?
Deer kill more people than any other animal. Culling keeps herds from starving. People outside of California actually eat venison, rather than throwing the carcasses in the dump...
Wild animals seldom experience a peaceful, pain-free death. Frozen or starved to death in the winter, chased down by predators that rip them apart while still living, struck by a car, felled by disease.
A quick death by gunshot beats any of those.
We’ll assume you’ll stop eating meat (cows are kinda cute) when you’re maybe, what? 70? 80?
God put creatures here for us to eat, no?
I eat venison. Soak roasts in Italian dressing overnight, cover with bacon and roast.
That beautiful buck is a winter’s supply of meat for the table for the family. Venison is highly nourishing and delicious to boot. Take your wet blanket elsewhere. Cheers for grandpa!
“thought it was necessary to take the life of one of God’s helpless creatures before he goes.”
Know what happens when hunters don’t keep the population in check? They overbreed the area and starve to death.